Lame All Around

Thank you, D B., Medford, MA for your review of Met Him At A Bar in Los Angeles, CA.

Your review starts out great! "Your only job is pasta" is a pretty funny hook in reviewing a pasta bar. After that, I began to lose interest because you started complaining about things that I don't find important. In fact, I love overcooked pasta. No al dente, only alle gengive (to the gums - not an expression, but whatevs) for me!

I would take your complaints about the server more seriously if you hadn't said that this experience ruined your reunion dinner with your college bestie. It might have ruined the meal, but if it ruined your dinner, perhaps it's because you didn't have enough to talk about. Maybe throughout the evening, you realized that you've grown to be two very different people, and all these years later, you find her quite insufferable. Or maybe she was doing wonderfully, and that thrust you into a silent, jealous rage.

Whatever it was, neither of you was having a good enough time to use your words and tell the waiter you actually wanted to stay for coffee and dessert. So instead, you feigned disappointment and ended the evening early. Better put this in writing on Yelp so my college "bestie" knows it was the waiter's fault and not the fact that I couldn't tolerate her company for another second, you thought to yourself, your thumbs furiously typing away as you sat side by side waiting for him to return with your credit cards.

As always, I could be getting carried away. My book group just read a book about a group of friends from college who, inevitably, realize they all kind of hate each other, so the idea is present in my mind. However, I do think if you are that excited to see a friend after such a long time, the fun you're having will largely outweigh any external hiccups.

One out of five stars.

See you next Tuesday.