Waterbar at The Embarcadero: disaster

Several months back I had a decent little  at  at The , good enough to put it on my “return to” list (harder list to get on than you might think).
I don’t know what events have transpired since that lovely brunch, but the meal I had last Friday was abysmal. I’m not talking about creative differences or culinary calamity – which, as an artist, I could at least respect. I’m talking about frozen crab claws, flavorless  cocktail, Grilled Gulf shrimp salad featuring tiny bay shrimp (looked like canned shrimp), ahi tuna tartar that turned out to be seabass and – last but not least – a $25 cup of butternut squash soup.

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If the  didn’t tip you to the fact they no longer give a shit, the waitstaff certainly will.months back I had a decent little  at  at The , good enough to put it on my “return to” list (harder list to get on than you might think).
I don’t know what events have transpired since that lovely brunch, but the meal I had last Friday was abysmal. I’m not talking about creative differences or culinary calamity – which, as an artist, I could at least respect. I’m talking about frozen crab claws, flavorless  cocktail, Grilled Gulf shrimp salad featuring tiny bay shrimp (looked like canned shrimp), ahi tuna tartar that turned out to be seabass and – last but not least – a $25 cup of butternut squash soup.
If the  didn’t tip you to the fact they no longer give a shit, the waitstaff certainly will.

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