Mr. Petie's Restaurant in Shoregate. Willowick, Ohio.
This is the place I wrote about a couple of moths ago that ignored me when I was attempting to find out if they had a to go menu. Organization is not one of their better qualities as this visit proved, but it did have some redeeming qualities.
We arrived at about 12:30 on Saturday, 1 December 2007 to a relatively un-busy place (yes, "un-busy" is NOT a word but it works in this instance). Again, someone was standing at the register and looking the other way. My companion asked politely if we should just seat ourselves, to which she replied, with almost a shocked look on her face, "Sure, sit where ever you want." The was a sign that stated Wait to be Seated, but it was not in a very noticeable place. The menu was quite impressive for a small family style restaurant, but, as Gordon Ramsey often says, there was too fucking much on it.
Our server, Shelby, who never even told us her name, was, all-in-all, very likable, though she began our experience by say she was, "not really here right now," which was painfully obvious in more ways than one. She took our drink order and returned quite quickly, but seemed to take forever to return for the food order. When she did arrive we ordered an appetizer as well as our entrees because we thought we may have to wait forever again. I was in the mood for something so got the appetizer sampler with chicken planks, onion rings, and mozzarella sticks. they were what they should have been, but something stuck out. The barbecue sauce was very interesting, my companion absolutely loved it. I found it to be quite flavorful but maybe a bit too much vinegar. It was lightly sweet with a slight hint of heat that came a bit later. She was happy she ordered the chicken and ribs, knowing they would come with that sauce. I ordered the lambs shanks dinner with rice.
Each dinner came with soup AND salad as well as a roll and I paid only $7.99. I must admit the food was more than enough for the price, in fact I brought more than 1/2 of everything back home. My companion said her ribs and chicken were just fine and she really liked the mashed and gravy. I thought the mashed potatoes tasted like boxed but she was not so sure. My lamb shank (though it was listed on the menu as plural AND the listing for omlettes had an apostrophe, I hate when people add an apostrophe where it does not belong) was quite tender and done, but it had a very slight fishy kind of flavor that was off-putting. Whatever sauce they used had very little flavor and the rice was exceedingly boring as was the cole slaw. The soup waas nother thing I could have done without. My companion's Italian Wedding Soup, she thought was very good, my chicken noodle, on the other hand, was no more than OK. I know how difficult it is to keep noodles from getting overdone after sitting in a pot all day, but this was only 1PM and the shells they use, poor choice to begin with, were the consisteny of mashed potatoes. Too bad, because the flavor was pretty good considering it was made from a commercial base. There were actually veggies and some peices of chicken in the broth. Maybe you guys should use different noodles and not keep it on the steam table all day, just a thought. The quality was kind of like comfort food with a twist that they just couldn't quite pull off.
At the end of our meal we asked for boxes, which seemed to take an awful long time, that were deliveered without fanfare. As soon as I had put my food in one of them, Shelby came by and took my plate out of my hand. She said nothing and, in all honesty, I didn't even know she was there so it kind of made me jump. Efficiency is one thing but that was a bit over the proverbial top. Next time announce to you patrons that you are going to take a plate. She did it again a short time later when she took my companion's plate before she was finished with her mashed. Relax a little kiddo. If you want a great deal of food and are not very picky about the quality, by all means go to Mr. Peties, but if quality is more important than quality, spend you money elsewhere.
We arrived at about 12:30 on Saturday, 1 December 2007 to a relatively un-busy place (yes, "un-busy" is NOT a word but it works in this instance). Again, someone was standing at the register and looking the other way. My companion asked politely if we should just seat ourselves, to which she replied, with almost a shocked look on her face, "Sure, sit where ever you want." The was a sign that stated Wait to be Seated, but it was not in a very noticeable place. The menu was quite impressive for a small family style restaurant, but, as Gordon Ramsey often says, there was too fucking much on it.
Our server, Shelby, who never even told us her name, was, all-in-all, very likable, though she began our experience by say she was, "not really here right now," which was painfully obvious in more ways than one. She took our drink order and returned quite quickly, but seemed to take forever to return for the food order. When she did arrive we ordered an appetizer as well as our entrees because we thought we may have to wait forever again. I was in the mood for something so got the appetizer sampler with chicken planks, onion rings, and mozzarella sticks. they were what they should have been, but something stuck out. The barbecue sauce was very interesting, my companion absolutely loved it. I found it to be quite flavorful but maybe a bit too much vinegar. It was lightly sweet with a slight hint of heat that came a bit later. She was happy she ordered the chicken and ribs, knowing they would come with that sauce. I ordered the lambs shanks dinner with rice.
Each dinner came with soup AND salad as well as a roll and I paid only $7.99. I must admit the food was more than enough for the price, in fact I brought more than 1/2 of everything back home. My companion said her ribs and chicken were just fine and she really liked the mashed and gravy. I thought the mashed potatoes tasted like boxed but she was not so sure. My lamb shank (though it was listed on the menu as plural AND the listing for omlettes had an apostrophe, I hate when people add an apostrophe where it does not belong) was quite tender and done, but it had a very slight fishy kind of flavor that was off-putting. Whatever sauce they used had very little flavor and the rice was exceedingly boring as was the cole slaw. The soup waas nother thing I could have done without. My companion's Italian Wedding Soup, she thought was very good, my chicken noodle, on the other hand, was no more than OK. I know how difficult it is to keep noodles from getting overdone after sitting in a pot all day, but this was only 1PM and the shells they use, poor choice to begin with, were the consisteny of mashed potatoes. Too bad, because the flavor was pretty good considering it was made from a commercial base. There were actually veggies and some peices of chicken in the broth. Maybe you guys should use different noodles and not keep it on the steam table all day, just a thought. The quality was kind of like comfort food with a twist that they just couldn't quite pull off.
At the end of our meal we asked for boxes, which seemed to take an awful long time, that were deliveered without fanfare. As soon as I had put my food in one of them, Shelby came by and took my plate out of my hand. She said nothing and, in all honesty, I didn't even know she was there so it kind of made me jump. Efficiency is one thing but that was a bit over the proverbial top. Next time announce to you patrons that you are going to take a plate. She did it again a short time later when she took my companion's plate before she was finished with her mashed. Relax a little kiddo. If you want a great deal of food and are not very picky about the quality, by all means go to Mr. Peties, but if quality is more important than quality, spend you money elsewhere.
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