oh the weekend away was marvelous. except for our horrible dining experience at the lakehouse inn.
we arrived ~15 minutes before our 8:00 reservation, so we sat at the bar to get a drink… after the hostess looked like she wasn’t too busy, i told her that gibson party of 2 was ready (i always use my last name when i make a res because kurt’s would have to be spelled). she sat us at the worst table in the house (by the kitchen doors). we sat, unattended to and without water, for ten minutes. finally some harried lady came rushing over to say she’d be with us in a second and sorry for the wait. at this point, we decided we were never going to get our food. about 3 minutes later, our crazy, rushed waitress came back and took our order. when kurt said we wanted the deep-fried clam appetizer, she said, “good luck getting an appetizer! i’ve been waiting for onion rings for the back room!” she left, and we joked that she was out back shooting up because she was only spotted in the dining area when she was looking after us, which was almost never. then, a completely different waitress came over and asked if we had been helped, and i said “yes, we placed our order, but we’d love some water.” because it had been almost 20 minutes since being seated, and no water. our harried, cracked-out waitress comes back with the fresh relish tray that was noticeably missing the green onion that was spotted on every other table at which i glanced. color me mad. fast forward through the run-of-the-mill salads and pretty good clams to cracky-mc crackerton announcing that she had to “find” kurt’s french onion soup; which we deduced was the reason for it being room temperature upon delivery. finally, our entre�s arrived at 8:45. EIGHT FORTY FIVE. even a four course meal at the magnus doesn’t take this long. my walleye pike was so-so, but kurt got the filet and forgot to ask them not to wrap it in bacon. he hardly ate any of it. luckily the total was only $35 and some change. kurt was pained to leave only a 10% tip; his usual is over 20%. so, in the unlikely event that lori, the crackhead waitress from edgerton ends up on this entry, that’s why your tip sucked so bad.
