After reading the Inquirer's review of the Japanese Restaurant Hana in Wayne, I called last night to see if they were open for dinner. They said that they were, but I would have to get there by 8:00 pm. It was about 7 PM when I called.
I arrived at 7:15. I waited a bit, saw that there were two free tables and 3 empty seats at the sushi bar.
The hostess came up to me. I told her it was just me. She told me that there were no seats available. I told here I'd just called 15 minutes before and there had been no problem. I told her she might have told me if there were no seats available. Clearly, something about the way I looked was offensive to her. I said and did nothing out of the ordinary. I did not get incredibly angry, or make a scene, but walked out. I cannot imagine what was going through this woman's head that she would refuse to seat me when there were clearly tables available. Anyone have any ideas? I did not smell and was dressed nicely, complete with a pearl necklace and diamond studs.
I drove east on Lancaster Ave and had a deliriously wonderful sushi dinner at Mikado, where I sat at the sushi bar and was fed fishy treats by the chef.