I want to talk about restaurants; technically one restaurant in particular. Why? I haven’t written much about food before, other than praising Salt and Vinegar flavoured snacks, and warning you good people, about the dangers of falling in love with Sour Cream and Chives. To remedy this, I want to offer you a review about a restaurant that I recently visited. The restaurant’s name is Lantern’s Loom, which I think was named after Green Lantern or Sinestro, though the staff were very vague about that.
Let’s set the scene. I was in my bedroom, trying in vain to put all my random stuff away, when I received an unexpected invitation from a personal messenger. It turned out to be the grand opening of a new restaurant. You see I was completely confused, because I had no idea there was going to be a restaurant opening in my house. Our kitchen and lounge are basically in the same room, so there’s no dividing wall between them. This means setting up a restaurant there, makes it the best location in the house. However, I couldn’t remember ever giving permission for this.
I have to admit though, I was very impressed with the invitation. It wasn’t a phone call, email or a letter; it was a personal message from the manager of the restaurant. He came and explained that the restaurant was open and if I would like to eat there for free. I thought it could have been a bit of a scam, but he showed me it wasn’t. It was their opening day and they wanted to build up some customers. I thought, “Hey, you know it’s a local restaurant, so we should support it.” So off I went to make the epic 6 m walk.
Once I was there; and I have to be honest, I started to see some red flags that maybe, just maybe, this restaurant was not quite as professional as I thought it would be.
I discovered that the manager was actually the waiter as well, and the chef was the waiter’s younger brother. He looked very happy doing nothing in the kitchen, which was odd. So I looked around and noticed that I had the whole restaurant to myself. While I was comfortable in my chair, the waiter came over and brought me the menu. It was a hand written menu, but in all honesty, I was a little bit disappointed with it. Not with the handwriting of course; that was awesome! What disappointed me, was what they were actually serving.
The menu had three different combos. The first was Vegemite sandwiches with hot chips; the second was chicken nuggets with hot chips; while the third combo was tomato soup with bread. Because of such a limited menu, I asked the waiter if there were any specials of the day. The waiter said that he didn’t know, but he would ask the chef. However, the waiter even didn’t bother turning around; even though the chef was less than 2 m away from him, because he yelled the question.
It was at this point when I noticed what the chef was wearing. He was standing in the kitchen wearing a SpongeBob SquarePants t-shirt, dinosaur shorts and nothing else; not even footwear. Now I’m not a food critic, but I did get the impression that this chef may not even be qualified.
The chef’s response to the waiter’s question was quite breathtaking. He replied that the waiter was not allowed to talk to him, while he was working. And by working, I mean standing there, eating a raw carrot. I heard the response, which was quite bizarre, but the waiter replied to me, saying that the special was chicken pizza. WTF?!
This was another red flag, telling me that this restaurant wasn’t quite legitimate. Anyway, I thought I would still give them the benefit of the doubt. The waiter asked me if I would like a drink, so I asked him what drinks did they have. He responded by saying, that they had every drink in the world.
I was quite excited about this, so I asked for some fresh orange juice. The waiter walked away to talk to the chef, then came back to inform me that the chef didn’t like orange juice, so they didn’t have any. I was disappointed with this, so I asked for some grapefruit juice instead. After discussing with the chef again, the waiter replied they had no grapefruit juice either. I was starting to think I was in the middle of a Monty Python sketch.
This was another disappointment, so I thought it could be safer to ask for the waiter’s recommendation, which was chocolate milk and I agreed. Because of this, the chocolate milk arrived very quickly and as I was drinking it, I noticed the chef again. This time he had finished eating his carrot and now he was banging things around the kitchen, like he was drumming. I mentioned this to the waiter and he explained that the chef enjoys making loud noises while he is cooking.
The weird thing about this, was that waiter hadn’t taken my order yet. There were no other customers, so what was the chef cooking? It turned out that the chef was actually making his lunch, which was another carrot and some biscuits. I thought this was really strange, so I ordered the chicken nuggets and hot chips. The waiter told me that was a great choice, so he turned and yelled the order to the chef. I didn’t know why, but I had a terrible feeling that something was about to go wrong. And it did.
The chef replied that a giant squid had stolen all of the nuggets. To avoid another farcical interaction, I asked the waiter for his recommendation, which was tomato soup and bread. The waiter informed me that the chef would be able to cook this meal soon, so I would only have 10 minutes to wait.
I was alright with that, so I was left to enjoy the quiet atmosphere of Lantern’s Loom.
Or so I thought. In another display of unprofessionalism, the chef and the waiter were disagreeing on the amount of time it would take the cook the soup. The waiter was telling the chef, it would only take 10 minutes, but the chef was saying it was going to take 100 years. Again, I’m not a food critic, but I really didn’t have the patience to sit there for 100 years, waiting for tomato soup and bread. I took a deep breath and tried really hard to wait for the food. As I was waiting, I heard a familiar song.
The chef was singing his version of Intergalactic by The Beastie Boys. I offered to sing with the chef, but he declined saying that he was too busy to be singing with anyone; he was only busy enough to sing by himself.
I continued to wait. Not long after that, the waiter was called into the kitchen for a secret discussion with the chef. I continued to wait. Eventually the waiter presented my tomato soup and bread to me; however it wasn’t tomato soup and bread. The waiter explained that the chef didn’t want to cook tomato soup, so he made me a Vegemite sandwich instead, along with some chips. Luckily the chips were not Sour Cream and Chives.
I ate my meal in silence, except for the occasional request from the kitchen dog for my food. This place was bonkers. After I finished the meal; which was great, the waiter came over and asked me if I would like a dessert, to which I tactfully and politely declined; purely because I thought the chef might get angry again over my food choices.
Upon leaving Lantern’s Loom, I did ask for the bill, just to make sure it was free. To my amazement, it really was. The waiter thanked me for coming to the restaurant, while the chef said that I could cook the food next time.
Lantern’s Loom is a local restaurant, but also a family business, so I wish it great luck and success, because I want to patron the restaurant again…however, I feel some issues need to be addressed before I make another visit. If I visit Lantern’s Loom again, I’ll let you know if things have improved or not. Here’s hoping.
We are slowly heading into our final month of Summer here; which is equally positive and negative, just like a riding in a clown car. Anyway, that’s it for me. Please walk your dog, read a banned book, rescue a bee, and I’ll see you next week.
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