This decision is subject to recall at any time, but after reading this review in The Observer, I just don't think I can match it.
Mind you, TripAdvisor did think long and hard before they posted the follwoing review of the 'Elephant and Castle' in Chicago.
The background:
We were there in April 2011, it was bitterly cold and raining, and this place was just around the corner from the hotel. Chicago has some marvellous nosheries, so we thought the standard would be OK.
How wrong we were:
The review:
Avoid this place like the plague if you have any experience of Britain. This is British for the Disneyland set.
The chips (they called them "fries", even while trying to exude Britishness) were soggy, the 'Union jack burger' was dry, they wanted to supersize my salad, the Guinness tasted as though it was watered, and while sold as a pint, felt quite small and light--and the worst was the muppet cashier who stood, less than a pace away, regaling a friend with tales of her uncle's sleep disorders, her dreams, and other delights, right through our meal. these details were all delivered in tones and at a volume that caused GBH to my left earhole.
The waiter was offended when I explained the paucity of the tip. I hope he had the gumption to pass on my complaints.
Run away! Find greasy spoon caff! Little Chef, come back--all is forgiven!
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| This meal did not get slammed! |
I also got snarky with one Fish and Chip place at Port Stephens, but my comments weren't in the same class as the Quattro Passi review.
I also say nice things about deserving places, and you can see all my reviews here.
Among others, I liked these eateries and said so: Fez Rome, Zagreb, Manly.
All things considered, I think I will keep saying nice things about good places while I finish the remedial classes in vitriol quaffing.
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