Let me state emphatically how disappointed I am, how depressed that our long friendship may be coming to an end.
We’ve been going to Alamo since you first opened your doors downtown on a regular basis. As often as we could afford (let’s face it, hanging with y’all is anything but cheap, averaging $60 a visit) when we were starving college students and when you opened the “main” movie theaters we were averaging twice a month. Needless to say, we were committed to having a life-long friendship.
Then things started change. You decided you didn’t like being “just a movie house” that had the great concept of serving EASILY EATEN food and libations while watching a movie. No. You had to go and be a restaurant that happened to be showing movies.
At first we indulged these little transgressions and even encouraged you by going to a few of the dinner pairings (at great cost, but hey we’re friends…). Hell, we would have even allowed you this delusion as long as it didn’t interfere with the primary reason for our friendship. Let’s face it, I really never saw Dead Man’s Chest at your premiere. While the roti was really good (I’m not denying your culinary skill here), I ended up focusing on not clinking the silver to the china and NOT getting food and sauce all over me and the floor. (Not to mention the other pairing I went to where you had multiple sauces and a dollop of very strong whole grain mustard on the plate as a “surprise”…guess what? I accidentally ended up with an overpowering mouthful of “mystery” explosion - dark theater, remember?).
Then you betrayed me. I showed up this weekend, mouth watering for the one thing I craved, the one thing I actually recommended as a culinary destination on all my foodie chat boards, the on ething I have indulged in from DAY ONE so many years ago…your Poltergeist pesto chicken pizza…
And it was gone…
No warning, no explanation …just gone. Too bad, so sad.
You suggested I try one of your “new” bac on pizzas or the enchiladas (uhm, dark theater…). Disappointed, but willing I got your bacon pizza only to find that, in the dark, it tastes just like all your other marinara-based pizzas AND you broke the rule of sandwich/pizza – you put basil in between the sauce and the other toppings, making it a slip-slidey logistical nightmare in the dark. Shame on you for doing this to me. Shame on you for taking a great DIFFERENT pizza that you can actually eat in the dark without worry off the menu after it being a main staple for all this time.
My feelings are hurt that you would treat such an old, faithful friend who has not only been there for you, but supported you all these years with just reckless disregard. Maybe you are going on to bigger and better things. Maybe you have outgrown your humble friends…I just hope you’ll reconsider and remember your old buddy. If you do, I'll immediately tout your praises here and welcome you back with open arms.
Longingly, A true-blue friend