We were there for dinner on a Thursday evening. We...

We were there for dinner on a Thursday evening. We waited 30 minutes for a table, which was what the hostess said would be the wait time, so that was OK. The server started out reasonably well with the sparkling water, but the wine took about 10 minutes to get. We ordered soup, both the chicken and the potato. 25 minutes later we were still waiting. When it finally came my husband asked, only partially joking, whether they had to make the soups to order. The server insisted that they actually did. My husband and I are both chefs. We thought it was probable the chicken soup was built when ordered, but the potato was certainly made in advance. Our suspicion was confirmed when the table next to us ordered potato soup and it arrived in less than 5 minutes.
Husband ordered the strip steak and I ordered a sushi roll for dinner. The steak was delivered by another server who didn't address us or make eye contact, so I didn't have a chance to ask where my dinner was. A minute or two later I saw our server and was sure he looked right at our table, so I thought he'd be right over with my sushi. No. He was cleaning up and then went to another table. Husband was waiting, not wanting to eat without me and his food was getting cold. He ended up getting up and following the server to tell him I didn't have me food. The server went to the sushi bar and got it. It was was done, but the server said the other server "didn't bother to look at the ticket.
The food was actually really good, once we were able to get it, but the wait was unacceptable, especially in an airport where people have planes to catch.
After dinner we had to catch the server to ask for the check. Then we had to flag him down again to get him to take it. The restaurant had slowed down considerably, and he was obviously doing his side work. The final straw was that another 10-15 minutes went by. We were actually standing next to our table with our suitcases waiting for him. He looked right at us more than once but didn't seem to understand that we hadn't gotten our credit card back yet and couldn't leave. It was getting close to our time to board, so irritated hubby flagged him down one more time. We later agreed that our server seemed to be under the influence of something, quite possibly Marijuana. He was glassy eyed and seemed spaced out.
If I end up on that concourse at dinner time again I would give them another chance because the food really was good, but I'll be hoping for a better over all experience.