Friends, I would just like to begin this post by saying that I do not usually complain about food, restaurants or the like. In fact, I am usually so pumped up with excitement for food that when I do eat, I gaze helplessly out to the world, begging for an explanation as to how the food is able to be so un-understandably delicious.
So it would be fair to say that it takes a fair push for me to dislike a restaurant. But yesterday, I feel that I was most certainly pushed.
Last night, I ate at Giuseppe, Arnaldo and Sons on Southbank in Melbourne and was pretty super duper excited to be going there, I was beaming and skipping all the way there (or at least internally, it was ridiculously cold). For anyone who is unfamiliar with this restaurant, it’s super funky and serves a really broad range of Italian foods that make you go OMG GIVE ME EVERYTHING ON THE MENU BEFORE I FAINT FROM EXCITEMENT.
But it was only so-so. Major sad face.
The wine, just lovely. The bread, endlessly refilled and very yummy. The space, sooooo cooooooool. Even the cocktail that I had while we waited for a table to be available was pretty darn good. But I still found myself a little disappointed. We ordered arancini, which had great cheesey and spinachy risottoy-ness, but was a little burnt on the outside. Then the pasta that I ate for my main, which had sounded so amazing on the menu - Pappardelle, Hand Cut 6 Hour Veal & Pork Ragu “Bologna Style” - was kinda lacking in sauce and all of my pasta was stuck together.
However, even though the food wasn’t super amazing,at this point I was still pretty happy, I was really having quite a lovely night. Oh and the waiters were in lab coats, that was kinda cool.
BUT THEN IT TOOK 45 MINUTES FOR THE BILL TO COME AND NO-ONE EVEN APOLOGISED AND THE WAITRESS JUST KEPT TELLING US HOW DIFFICULT HER NIGHT WAS AND SERIOUSLY HOW DIFFICULT IS IT TO PRINT A BILL, YOU PRINTED US FOUR DIFFERENT BILLS AND THEY WERE ALL WRONG, I COULD HAVE BEEN AT HOME WATCHING MASTERCHEF IF IT HADN’T TAKEN SO LONG EUGHHHHHH.
Yep, seriously, that coloured the whole night. Maybe you think I’m being too cruel? I dunno, I don’t really like to complain, but this had to be said. Hopefully next time I won’t rant so much.