My husband and I were visiting from out of town to...

My husband and I were visiting from out of town today. He d researched a fun tasty place for us to have lunch on a Tuesday afternoon. There was a wait list, which was to be expected. I put our name in and the host/manager asked for a phone number. I obliged and proceeded to wait. After about 20 minutes my husband looked on the iPad, as the manager had stepped away, to see how many more people were ahead of us. That s when when he noticed that the manager had written descriptors of the parties. The party ahead of us: cheetah girls. My descriptor: white shirt chungus. Look the term up if you don t know it. My husband didn t know that term, but I did. Once seated I asked a waiter if I could speak with the manager. That s when I learned the host WAS the manager. I said I understood he might need to be able to identify the parties but that I thought his writing that about me was rude. First he said it wasn t rude, his friends call him that. Then he said it was my husband s fault for looking because the list was confidential. Finally he gave a very tight lipped and short, I m sorry and walked away.

I can t recommend this restaurant. And I find it impossible to believe that a person left to MANAGE the place treats people like this. Day ruined. Thanks 167 Raw.