Tuesday night we went to Hoffbrau Steakhouse. When we pulled up, I mentioned to The Fuzz that they should really take down the huge banner that says "Opening Soon" because if people are eating there, we know it's open. We walked in and Four (yes four) girls greeted us, weird but okay. The hostess asks how many and I say two. "Name?" Melissa. Then this manager looking guy who has been standing there the whole time asks if we have our ticket. Um, what ticket?
Oh, they're not open to the public until the 11th. They are only open by invitation until then. I say "oh, I'm sorry, we didn't know." Totally prepared to go somewhere else.
He says it's fine, they'll seat us in about 5 minutes. So we wait. And wait. The Fuzz is starting to get pissed (really it was only like 10 minutes.) They take us to be seated outside. In the sun. 90 degrees. And they don't have menus. They have this little piece of paper with the only options you have to choose from during this "invitation only" time. I'm like, let's just go somewhere else and we'll come back next week. So we told the waitress we weren't staying and we went to Outback.
I should have known that by mentioning the banner, I was foreshadowing us. But seriously, they couldn't put up a "Closed for Private Party" or something?
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