Looking for a good meal? Keep looking , it’s not at the #Waterbar.
Several months back I had a decent little #brunch at Waterbar at The #Embarcadero, 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 #shrimp 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 #food didn’t tip you to the fact they no longer give a shit, the waitstaff certainly will.
In spite of the restaurant being less than half full (no mystery there), my server was unapologetic for the mistakes on the menu and terrible food, completely inattentive and struggled just to keep the drinks on the table. I wish that I could say that the Martinis saved the day (hard to #fuck up vodka in a cup), but alas the drinks were watery and slow to come. I was only able to get two drinks – hardly enough booze to endure this three-course disaster.
Last bit of bitching – the price:
- 2x martinis
- 1 Shrimp salad
- 1 Shrimp cocktail
- 1 bowl(cup) of soup
- 1 order of crab claws
Total cost = $198 bucks
That would be a great price if any of it were good, but it wasn’t. In fact, I’d rather spend $50 buck at Red Lobster, where they have the decency to smother their frozen #seafood in thick cheesy sauces.
To the Waterbar management I say – #FUCK YOU SWEETIE!
We give Waterbar our worst rating, 5 birds