2/5 Siobhan S. 4 months ago on Google
Today
I
went
to
this
restaurant
(Earls
Kitchen
at
the
Square
One
mall
in
Mississauga,
ON)
for
my
team’s
Christmas
luncheon.
We
were
seated
promptly.
So
far
so
good.
However,
as
the
time
went
by
our
experience
became
stranger.
Our
server
took
some
time
to
get
to
our
table.
She
didn’t
introduce
herself
to
us
and
she
was
borderline
rude;
a
little
abrupt
and
ill-mannered
when
she
took
our
orders.
She
was
impatient
with
us.
The
restaurant
wasn’t
that
busy.
There
was
quite
a
few
empty
tables
so
she
was
not
rushed
off
her
feet.
The
largest
seated
table
was
a
party
of
about
15-20
people
in
the
restaurant
that
she
was
not
responsible
for.
Our
table
of
6
was
the
second
largest
in
the
room.
Maybe
she
did
state
her
name
and
I
didn’t
hear
her
because
I
was
so
taken
aback
by
her
attitude.
I
must
say
that
our
drinks
and
meals
were
delicious
and
very
tasty.
As
you
can
see
from
the
pictures,
presentation
was
ok.
I
had
to
ask
another
wait
staff
for
black
pepper
for
my
Cajun
Chicken
Alfredo
because
there
wasn’t
any
on
the
table
because
our
server
dropped
off
our
meals
and
abruptly
left
the
table
without
asking
if
we
needed
anything
else.
Needless
to
say,
the
service
did
not
complement
the
food.
The
strangest
thing
happened
as
we
were
wrapping
up
our
luncheon.
The
manager
came
to
our
table,
introduced
himself
as
the
manager
and
asked
if
he
could
take
my
glass.
I
agreed,
since
we
were
wrapping
up
and
I
thought
he
was
collecting
all
the
remaining
dishes
our
server
left
behind
on
the
table.
The
strangest
part
was,
mine
was
the
only
glass
he
removed
from
the
table
while
my
other
colleagues
glasses,
that
were
also
empty,
some
more
than
mine,
were
left
behind.
🤔🤔
I
ask
my
colleague
who
was
sitting
next
to
me
did
she
noticed
what
had
happened
and
she
too
thought
it
strange.
I
must
let
you
know
that
I
was
the
only
African
American
sitting
at
the
table.
🤔🤔
I
don’t
want
to
call
it
what
it
looked
like
to
me,
henceforth
the
reason
why
I
stated
it
as
strange
at
the
beginning
of
this
statement.
Thinking
about
it
now,
it
was
like
a
scene
from
Criminal
Minds
or
CSI
where
a
police
officer
scoops
up
a
criminal’s
utensils
to
obtain
and
isolate
their
DNA
for
evidence.
I
left
the
restaurant
in
disbelief
🫢.
Feeling
disgusted
and
perturbed
at
the
thought
that
prejudice
can
be
so
bold.
I’ve
eaten
at
this
location
before
and
did
not
experience
such
boldness
at
such
a
fine
establishment.
I
will
never
forget
this
day
and
vow
that
I
will
never
to
return
to
this
location
or
any
other
Earl’s
Kitchen
establishments.
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