After a series of heavy meetings my colleague and I fancied a quiet, light lunch to debrief. We went in and a pleasant host ushered us through to the back. Despite the fact that the restaurant was less than half full with fleets of empty tables we were shown to a table wedged up beside the service station. After a few minutes when it became clear that the station was busy we asked to move.I pointed to a table at the end of the row and asked for that.Our waiter had to "ask permission" of the maitre d which took five minutes but we were than shown to the table which turned out to be a four top.We had already ordered wine and now proceeded to order two fish salad starters. The waiter stared at us in dismay and hurried off to the maitre d. After minutes of frantic discssion he - the maitre d - came to the table and said bluntly "I'll have to ask you to leave. I can't serve you" and strode away.
On my way out I went to the back of the restaurant to which the maitre d had retreated and asked why he wouldn't serve us. He immeadiately began to rant and finger point about" moving tables" etc.I left.
However I had a very pleasant late dinner in J Sheeky's the previous evening and an excellent dinner in Sardo that same evening.The risotto ai mare in Sardo was particularly good. The welcome and service in both restaurants was impeccable.