Went to Gargoyle's last night for first and last time. Dropped off the SO while I look for parking (didn't realize I could park behind the restaurant). Takes a while to find a spot (it's a Friday nite in Davis Sq.) and, when I get to the restaurant, my wife is waiting by the host's table. That's odd as I dropped her off right at our reservation time. I ask why she's waiting; she tells me the host told her they were setting up a table. Oh. Within a minute of me walking in the door, amazingly and coincidentally, the table is apparently ready. So around the corner we go and into the dining area.
Oh? They were setting up a table? Odd...there's something like 8 2-tops empty.
They lied to us. They weren't setting up table. There were plenty of tables ready and waiting. They were waiting for the rest of the party (me) to arrive. Wow...that's a great way to start with a restaurant: starting with a lie.
Well, maybe it was some communication fade...so we sit. Get the drink and food menus. Oh how quaint: look, dear, a women's menu for the drinks menu. The drinks menu had NO PRICES on it. I guess that's the new definition of useful. Well, actually, there were prices on the drinks menu, but not for individual drinks -- the flights had prices. Now I'm beginning to get really irritated. I'm not rich enough to "just order" stuff without first knowing how much it will be.
Oh and the kicker was that when my entree was served, I had to remind the waiter to bring a new setup to the table as I had no knife or fork. But that was the smallest of the problems.
Food? Some good and some tres average. My SO had the sweet onion soup which she snarfed in zero time flat (it was good). I had a spinach salad which looked and tasted like it was put together by a 12 year old taking home ec in middle school. Just a boring agglomeration of spinach and mushroom slices and some uninteresting dressing. Entrees were better: flank steak for my SO and the duck confit (which was very very tasty) for me. Dessert was shared carrot cake which was good but they put bits of off-tasting freeze-dried (or some other odd prep) carrot bits around the cake (the cake did have the best cream cheese frosting I can remember).
Is it usual to get bald-faced lied to in restaurants? Is it usual to get menus without prices? Am I just a whiner who gets his undies in a knot because it's Friday nite in Davis Square and it takes 15 minutes to find a parking spot?
Gargoyles On the Square
219 Elm Street, Somerville, MA 02144