To sum up the problem, Avec hates us.
On our first day in Chicago, they completely ruined our perfectly planned itinerary by being CLOSED for a private event.
On our second day in Chicago, they inundated us with passive aggressive attitude.
Not cool, Avec.
|Nothing Like Being Tortured in the Name of a Gross-Looking Date|
Therefore, color us surprised when she suggested that we ask for her the following day at Avec.
|Okay Lady... Whatever You Say...|
"Okay, we just want to eat the dates, so...?"
"Do you want a table?"
"We'll sit at a table, but we really just want to eat the dates, so is that still okay?"
"You can eat the dates at the bar."
"Okay, so we can just sit at the bar?"
"Well, there isn't room."
"So you want us to sit at a table?"
And so on and so forth.
In the midst of this entry into the Avec Twilight Zone, our long-lost "friend," the waitress from Publican, comes bounding to the front of the restaurant to greet us. It is worthy of note that she is truly BOUNDING, seemingly pleased that we have come back to her other place of employment. And we (naively) think that she is going to help clarify the situation with this hostess who refuses to just SAY WHAT SHE WANTS US TO DO IN ORDER TO EAT THE DATES.
|Avec, You're Losing Stars By the Minute Here|
So just to clarify, guys, WHAT DID YOU WANT US TO DO?
|Besides, Presumably, Leave|
|So Just to Confirm, It Took You SIXTY MINUTES to Pull This Cutting Board Together?!|
|Seriously Now, Does THIS Look Appetizing to You?|
In theory, Ginger agrees with all of these points -- just not as "aggressively" as Vodka does.
|Which Is Pretty Much Par for the Course|
Or maybe, as we suspected, Avec just hates us.
Avec's Chorizo Stuffed Dates: 3 stars