3/5 Joshua L. 1 year ago on Google
We
had
the
pleasure
of
visiting
this
Jordanian
restaurant
twice
last
week.
Elegant,
leafy
courtyard
on
the
outside,
beautifully
decorated
space
on
the
inside.
The
first
night
was
a
Saturday,
and
there
was
a
lively
crowd.
The
first
waiter
found
us
a
seat
in
the
courtyard,
and
then
a
second
waiter
saw
us
and
told
us
we
needed
to
limit
our
stay
to
an
hour
because
they
were
busy.
The
food
was
incredible.
Not
a
bad
dish.
Perfect
hummus
with
aubergine,
chicken
livers,
chicken
with
sumac.
Our
waiter
was
pleasant
and
attentive,
and
made
us
feel
welcome.
Because
we
weren’t
familiar
with
Jordanian
food.
The
red
wine
was
a
bit
coarse,
heavy
in
tannins
and
not
the
best
compliment
to
our
food.
Still
drinkable.
We
enjoyed
the
experience,
and
didn’t
mind
that
it
was
more
expensive
than
the
average
Amman
restaurant.
We
came
back
two
nights
later.
The
second
waiter
(who
limited
our
time
to
an
hour)
hosted
us,
but
insisted
we
sit
alone,
indoors,
near
the
bread
oven,
on
a
hot
day,
and
not
on
the
terrace
because
there
were
no
seats.
(There
seemed
to
be
seats).
We
reviewed
the
menu,
and
were
impressed
that
it
had
changed,
implying
the
ingredients
were
fresh
and
the
chef
thoughtful.
We
asked
for
recommendations,
and
the
waiter
seemed
taken
aback,
then
gave
us
some
food
ideas.
The
trouble
really
began
when
we
asked
for
a
white
wine
suggestion.
He
named
a
Jordanian
wine,
and
I
agreed.
He
brought
out
a
bottle,
and
the
wine
was
red.
We
told
him
we
asked
for
a
white
wine.
He
became
visibly
annoyed,
and
carried
it
off
in
a
huff.
Twenty
minutes
pass
without
food.
He
brings
out
Chardonnay,
and
pours
it,
apologizing.
We
rarely
see
him
for
the
rest
of
our
evening.
He’s
schmoozing
well
heeled
locals.
He
ignores
us
when
we
wave
for
him.
Food
still
delicious.
I’d
heard
the
knaffeh
was
great,
so
after
much
effort,
we
get
his
attention.
I
order
the
pastry.
It
doesn’t
come
for
35
minutes,
and
only
when
we
ask
for
the
bill.
Altogether
killed
the
mood
of
the
evening.
I
was
shocked
by
the
difference
in
service
over
the
two
nights.
Maybe
he
was
having
a
bad
night.
Maybe
the
wine
mistake
embarrassed
or
angered
him.
I’m
heavily
tattooed,
so
perhaps
he
thought
I
wasn’t
classy
enough
for
his
regulars.
Whatever
it
was,
the
burden
of
having
to
figure
out
what
drove
his
decision
to
give
unkind
service
should
not
have
been
ours
to
carry.
It
was
not
consistent
with
the
overall
warm
treatment
I
received
from
every
other
Jordanian
met
during
our
vacation.
Perhaps
the
time
limit
he
gave
when
he
wasn’t
serving
us
the
first
night
was
foreshadowing.
Can
I
recommend
this
place?
Perhaps,
but
your
service
may
depend
on
your
luck.
We
won’t
get
back
to
Jordan
soon,
but
I
wish
this
restaurant
and
both
waiters
well,
and
hope
the
restaurant
works
out
their
problems.
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