Service Not Included

The tea was nice. There. We said something positive. After half an hour, our food hadn't arrived. But friends who turned up fifteen mintutes later got served faster than us! When we ordered eggs Benedict too! We were not happy. We were told that it was because we were sat in a different department. A different department? If we'd have moved five foot, we'd have got served quicker.

Ten minutes later we were told they didn't have what we'd ordered. They didn't apologise. Not once. By the time our food arrived, our friends had finished eating. Glitterbitch's eggs Benedict was cold. We didn't have the energy to complain. We'd have been there for another hour and we were too hungry and grumpy. It took us fifteen minutes to get a glass of water. But by that time, we'd asked for the bill.

We didn't pay service. They had the nerve to question us, but didn't ask why or apologise for being useless imbeciles. We don't expect to get food quickly when it's busy on a Sunday, but we don't like being treated like idiots and being served rubbish. As for different departments, one friend wondered if they had a complaints department. Maybe they should get one.

Balans is on Old Compton Street. So is Patisserie Valerie and several other cafes where you might get served and have an enjoyable meal.

Flickr image from Svacher's photostream.