Saturday, August 11, 2007

Giraffe?? In London

Yes, a place to eat, not a long necked beast.
Stupid name, stupid place.
But who am I to dispute a franchise that is apparently as successful as this. It looked good from the outside I have to say, but almost immediately started to let itself down on the inside. With mixed meals from tapas to Mexican and US staples this place doesn't really know what it is trying to be. Waiters who sat at your table were briefly fashionable in the early nineties, but that over familiarity has gone away with good reason. Its just annoying.
What was with the enchilada with fried salami on top? That's a sign of a chef (cook?) on drugs.
Drink choices are poor and a Corona seemed the only option here to go with this medley. Usually a favourite of mine if given the right atmosphere, here it just dulled the pain... slightly.
Didn't bother with deserts. I've had them all before, 10 years ago, and I didn't like them then.
Food 4 Service 6 Atmosphere 5 ( unless you like waiters on your lap)
Giraffe - all over the place - literally and metaphorically

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