Had a 5:30pm res for a 7:30 curtain at the Dorothy Chandler Pavilon. We arrived at 5:35, were seated immediately (about 4 or 5 tables occupied). An attractive young woman took our drink order, and we sat, and sat, and sat some more. She finally appeared, not with our drinks, but with an apology that the bartender was backed up. Huh?
She wanted to take our food order then, but we declined because we want a sip, and I said that when she returned with the drinks, we'd order. About 6:10, the drinks showed up. We ordered; a starter for each and the bone-in short rib for each of us. About 6:25, she appeared and changed our knives - why? I should have questioned her, but...
At about 6:35, a young man brought our short ribs, and was about to put them down, when I stopped him and asked where were our appetizers? "Oh, they're coming." I told him not to this table, they aren't. He stood there like a jerk with the two saute pans in his hands unitl I told him to put them down. The young woman showed up, apologized, said she should have checked, but hadn't.
Lots of worker-bees running around in the nicely decorated place, but boy, they sure have to get their act together. Oh, I had to ask if they served bread, it was a no, but they brought a delicious pimento cheese spread with a thin crispy type of cracker - both very savory. The ribs would have been extremely tasty had they been warm, but they were cold.
A bad evening.