Shuangxi in Spring

Normally I love Macaroni Grill, though it is a bit pricey on my budget for every day dining. Last night was a special occasion though, and we decided to brave the inevitable crowds and visit the joint. The night started off with a bang as it was hotter and more humid inside than it was outside, which in Tallahassee is saying a lot. Things only got better as once we were seated we were informed that someone had broken a number of cases of glasses last week and there were not enough to make sure that each patron received one. Now, instead of going out and buying some glasses (or even paper cups) to get by, the restaurant management seemingly decided that it would be best for their bottom line if they just allowed customers to go thirsty. Despite that lack of glasses and the apparent shortage of bread, we decided to stick it out. Our waiter was good and though it took almost twenty minutes to get our first drinks, it was clear he was doing his best.

If that was the extent of the problems, I wouldn’t be complaining. I understand there are problems and you have to work through them. No, the real problems started a bit after dinner when the food poisoning kicked in. Oh yes. I got food poisoning at Macaroni Grill. One of my fellow dining victims was affected as well, though not as seriously as myself. The chicken cannelloni was my downfall. Let me tell you, it was much better going down. So, in the end, I have decided to enter Macaroni Grill into the Book of Grudges and I doubt I will go there again anytime in the next fifty years or so. Burn, devil cooks!