Sunday evening we took my mom to dinner at Bridgeport Village, one of those fancy new shopping areas that seeks to mimic the town square with chain retailers and chain restaurants. The emphasis is on foot traffic. Parking, not so much.
We grabbed the first available handicapped spot open, which happened to be in front of McCormick & Schmick’s. We rolled on in to a 45 minute wait. There was, luckily, an open table in the bar. Unfortunately it was covered with the detritus of the last occupants.
I asked the hostess about it and was told that the bar was first come, first serve and if we wanted to sit there, we should sit there. I said that I know servers hate it when you sit at a dirty table.
Well, said the hostess, someone else might sit there first.
No move made to accommodate an old lady in a wheelchair attended by her loving children. No move to provide basic minimum service I expect from a restaurant of the calibre of McCormick & Schmick’s.
Romano’s Macaroni Grill got our business instead.