Limoncello… almost

Feb
2010
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It’s been ages since my last visit to Limoncello in Gardens – a firm favourite of mine – so I was really excited! My Lovely made the reservation, and it was game ON baby!

We got to the restaurant within minutes of our reservation, and as usual it was teeming with people. We walked up to the heat of the pizza oven where the waitrons were buzzing like hummingbirds, catching the eye of one pretty young thing & announcing our arrival for our table. Blank stare. 8.30 table for 2, I say. Give the name again. Now, haunting blank stare progresses to a worried glance over my shoulder to a couple sitting at a table. Our table, I’m deducing. So instead of being presented with a profuse apology at the mix-up (was it really a mix-up, or were they quite happy to fill seats with whomever walked in first?), we were ushered upstairs to park ourselves on a couch in an unused dining area & offered drinks. Aforementioned hummingbird mutters something relating to “10 minutes or so” & gaps it back downstairs to the safety of the pizza oven.

We wait. We drink our softdrinks. We locate some menus behind a dusty bar. We savour the contents thereof, decide on what we’re going to eat. We wait some more. We’re then joined by a group of about 8 Italians who sashay past us to a table, (Italians mostly sashay – I’ve seen it with my own eyes) sit down & as if by magic, a hummingbird descends upon them in a flash. Head-reel. What? I look over at My Lovely. Same shocked expression. I whisper what he’s thinking, that we should get our sashay on & go claim ourselves a table. Before we can do that our own helpful hummingbird approaches: the couple at our table are not moving & have tucked themselves in for the night. Do we want to wait for another table to become available? It’s now 9pm. I’m ravenous after a long run earlier in the evening, & I’m glancing longingly yet spitefully at the Italians. No way, I say, we’re outta here. An apology from the hummingbird – finally, yet too late china bean!

Honestly, what is the point of calling a restaurant and making a reservation if they do not intend to make some sort of effort towards managing or even recording those reservations? Why even accept reservations if you don’t plan on holding the tables? I was very disappointed & will not be going there again.

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