Burns My Bacon: Scenery vs. Food
What’s the deal with beachfront restaurants? Why do waterfront views and good food seem to be mutually exclusive?
This week I decided to try out a different place than the travesty of a restaurant we visited last time we went to the shore and ventured out to Cape May, NJ. We did our research and found a place that had a nice view and good reviews. Planning accordingly, we arrived in time for the sunset on the harbor. As the reviews said, the view was awesome. We could watch the boats come in, see the sunset, and enjoyed the scenery. The restaurant is actually on the second floor of the building, so there truly isn’t a bad seat in the house.
The food was a different story.
We started off with a fly in my girlfriend’s salad. She was a good sport about it, and quietly told the waitress. No visit from the manager, no offer to pay for at least drinks, just another salad and an apology from the waitress. I got crab-stuffed flounder and my girlfriend got a steak and crab cake combo—medium rare. The food wasn’t horrible, but the steak was definitely medium well.
I’m starting to wonder what you’re really paying for at these places. It seems like it’s the view and only that. Sure, scenery is great and adds a certain ambiance you can’t get anywhere else, but shouldn’t the food match that? Shouldn’t someone be checking out the plate before it goes out to make sure there isn’t a fly in it? Shouldn’t a basic line order cook know when to take the steak off to make sure it’s cooked to order? OH, and if patrons say there is a fly on their salad, and the steak isn’t cooked to order – shouldn’t the manager at least come out?
Like I said, the food wasn’t horrible. It was okay. Maybe I’m just expecting too much, but if that’s the case, I’m losing even more faith in society. C’mon people! Are we really lowering our standards so low that we’re learning to expect sub-par food if the view is excellent? What the hell?! That burns my bacon.