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Run don't Walk away from Rainwater's on Kettner

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Run don't Walk away from Rainwater's on Kettner

Joe Eat's | Jan 30, 2004 10:48 AM

Recently, we visited Rainwater on Kettner in downtown San Diego for dinner. Reservations were recommended so we contacted the restaurant to dine at 7:30 and arrived on time. That was a mistake since the restaurant could not seat our (or anyone’s) party without enduring a 1.5-hour wait in a very shoddy, under stocked, and unprofessionally staffed bar. While waiting, we met a wonderful couple that to our surprise had also waited 1.5 hours for their reservation.

At 9:00, the hostess invited the couple to sit in the restaurants worst table. Seeing their disgust, the couple kindly rejected the seating arrangement deciding to wait for a more suitable table for the dining experience that this establishment should be able to provide. At this time my business partner approached the hostess to inquire as to the issues surrounding the excessive delay to be seated for our reservation. To his surprise, the hostess responded that everyone wants to eat at the 7:30 hour and we don't reject reservations we just let our "customers" wait.

So back to the bar and the tiny over charged 4oz martinis, our recently found friends and my business associate were amazed when the hostess re-approached the bar to offer our friends a table for four. In all of their generosity, they asked us to dine with them. Graciously, we accepted and off to the table we went.

As our appetites were wet with the excessive waiting, we jumped right into the wine offerings with a 1987 Silver Oak Cabernet Sauvignon. Great vineyard with a great product. Approaching the table, our waitress (the one bright spot of this establishment) presented the wine and poured a sampling for our dinner experience. Well, as you can guest, this particular bottle had turned. Yes, you are correct, upon all four of us and the agreement of our waitress and her partner the bottle was removed from the table and revisiting the wine list, we settle on the 1978 Rubicon from Francis Ford Coppola.

Hold on, right before we ordered, another waitress (miss lack of personality and abrasive lady) brought the bottle of Silver Oak back to our table to comment that her and the other wait staff tasted the wine and they don't believe it had turned.

Here is the RUN don't WALK part, moving to bring this horrid experience to an end, we settled our check and departed for one of the finer restaurants in the San Diego area.

We can attest to the fact that this establishment provided a miserable dining experience with a marked hostility towards their customers. Fortunately we cannot speak about the food other than the self-service snack mix at the bar. That was stale!

This place stinks.

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