Last night we went to Blue Angel Restaurant in Darlinghurst for my Aunt Lely’s B’day. We were given the menu a few nights ago and they suggested that we pre-order our mains as it was bound to be a busy night. Too right it was! It took us ages to find a park. We spotted a line of Asian tourists outside and the massive no parking zone in front of the place (for coaches I assume) screamed tourist trap.
The decor was different! Very authentic Italian (I liked it) but we had no time to appreciate it as we were very quickly ushered upstairs into a private room. Before we even got settled down one waiter had dropped 2 bottles of wine which smashed on the floor splashing all over handbags, jackets and one guest. Worst of all they were mute and not at all sorry. It only got worse from there. All our waiters (which were all Asian) must have been trainee staff. They had no idea how to serve, they were super nervous and their English was very broken. They had no idea how to pour wine (I even had red wine spilt on my white shirt, nice) and what’s worse was that Christina’s main meal came out 15 minutes after everyone else’s (despite us pre-ordering a few nights before!). To top it off her pasta and my pasta were both way over cooked too.
We had a good time despite the crap service and food (my family is a hoot!) but I feel sorry for anyone who has saved up their hard earned cash to get ripped off by restaurants like this.
The big spill!
My cousin Nicholas, always clowning around!
Nicholas and Romina.
My hunz.
Christina loves her new iPhone 4.
Bernard and Lely.
Nicholas’ speech.