The guy who worked the front door Sunday night deserves to be fired. 

Sound harsh? 

Not at all. Had a supervisor overheard how he treated my friend he would have agreed.

We pull up in the car.  It looks fine from the outside so we send in one of the five of us in to scope it out (check the menu, see if there's seating etc). Normal behavior. 


So my friend K, approaches the guy at the door and asks "what type of food is served here?" expecting a simple response like  "American" or "here let me grab you a menu."

Ready for this...?? 

His response: "human food"

HUMAN FOOD?!?!?!

HUMAN FOOD!??!?!

K is just an average potential customer, asking a fair easy to answer question.

Okaaaaay. Being the sweetheart K is, she goes with it (it: him being a meeeeeanie) and asks if there is outdoor seating.

He sarcastically, mockingly and and outright D-bagly points out how there is a seat yourself sign right nearby. 

How was this guy ever hired?

Again a more appropriate responds (TOOL:) would have been "yea, the patio seems like it has some space tonight, AND I'D BE HAPPY TO GO CHECK FOR YOU" or "at this fine establishment it's seat yourself but usually the outside turns over quickly."  Sunday night's fine joke machine at the front door: I could happily give you several other decent responses you could have said to an innocent patron.

Everyone and their mom has had some turn at being a waiter/hostess/manager/bartender etc etc in the food and hospitality industry, be it in AZ, SF, WHEREVER and KNOWS the #1 101 rule is: 

BE KIND TO THE GUEST
(kiss@$$ , the customer is always right etc.)


Add to that list: answer straightforward questions from your guests with flat out, non-acrimonious answers!

Granted this review can say nothing about this establishement beyond the front door because we never made it that far.