LoLo in Stillwater, MN Disappoints

Here's the short and sweet. Expectations may have been too high...I came home pretty disappointed [John: I was so disappointed I convinced Linda to stop for a cone on the sad drive home.].
Here's the scoring for LoLo:
Look in the kitchen (not too hard...it's right there):
- Immediately deduct one point for every obvious food code violation. 4 are obvious, 2 committed by the 'main' cook.
- The guy who repeatedly wiped his nose with his hand was not counted.
- I did count the cook who was repeatedly eating off the line while prepping food--but I only took off 1 point for the numerous times he committed the same violation.
Then we waited for 40 minutes to get 2 tacos with a side of greens and a separate berry salad.
- I watched for 30 minutes while essentially no food came out of the kitchen.
- The guys in the kitchen were joking, shoving each other a little bit (you know, the thing guys do)...but there was essentially 30 minutes of standing around.
- The very pleasant server, clearly aware of the long, long wait, twice stopped by and said "The asparagus was good, right!"
I could have lived with that if what was delivered was outstanding...but it just wasn't.
- The berries on the berry salad were ready to eat on the weekend...today they should have been blessed and tossed in the compost pile.
- The cheese on the salad was excellent and added a nice salty note to the vinaigrette that absolutely needed at least the passing of a salt shaker somewhere close to it.
- The side of greens accompanying the tacos (oh, stuck under the stainless taco holder) was not as good as the side of greens from The Coffee Shop NE when you order a piece a quiche for a few dollars.
The 'rosetta' beer was tasty...but they didn't make that.
So, sorry folks, tonight was apparently not the night to eat at Lolo.
I won't rate it because once you deduct the food code violations, there's not much left to work with. They would have had to dig themselves out of negative territory, and, in this round, they couldn't pull it off. 




Epilogue: John: By the time we arrived home Linda was not really talking. Following her into the house after a few minutes I heard her quoting Becca from 'The Bachorette' and talking to the stove saying "Let's do the damn thing."
Apparently a really lame dinner at LoLo was a good reason to put a duck in the oven at 10 PM. The next time I suggest 'Stillwater' I'll say "Victoriano's Pizza" much louder.
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