Again, I stress, our meal wasn't a total flop. The experience was just a bit more underwhelming. Despite the fact that the restaurant was hopping, our wait for a table was very reasonable. The fact that we received a text when our table was ready rather than being tethered to the restaurant by a remote indicator was a nice touch too. Unfortunately, once we were seated we waited quite a little while to have our meal orders taken. And though we were served coffee relatively promptly, the table had no utensils, so this cream and sugar girl couldn't drink it. Keeping me from my coffee is never a good way to start a meal. When our server finally arrived, I ordered the Waffle Benedict. Though I loved the concept, my egg was over poached and the whole dish was warm but not hot. I ask you, is it really a successful Benedict without that runny yoke? On the bright side, the hubby's chipped beef hash and eggs was tasty. I will say that the server seemed a bit frazzled (we were with a little one who never even received the milk his Mom ordered him). But even though we rarely saw her, she was friendly when we did.
Can you tell that I'm trying my best not to write a bad review?
Having made such a great first impression, I'm sad to report that I was disappointed with our second trip to Waffles. It wasn't so monumentally awful that I would warn you off, but I can confess that with all the brunch choices in the city, I'm not sure I'll be excited to rush back.
How likely are you to give a restaurant a chance to redeem itself after a less than stellar dining experience?