Against every piece of judgement I have my wife and I agreed to dinner at the Bubble Room.
And because of this i've come to the conclusion that if it weren't for the suckers of the world this place would be out of business.
Tonight we were the suckers.
Parking. Fairly lousy and tight. To many people with humongous vehicles. We managed.
6 adults and 3 children ment a 1 hour wait. The 1 hour wait actually ended up being 45 minutes. Not bad. Someone ahead of us was a no show.
We go in and are seated. Our "bubble scout" came to serve us. "Bubble Scouts" should be happy go lucky bubbly types. You would think. Our bubble scout was a slug.
Bubble slug takes our drink orders. Recieved drinks all was well. Surrounded by the bad acid trip disney vomit all over the place made it fairly difficult to concentrate on the menu.
A lapse of judgement on thursday's lunch has had my abdomine in pain since 5pm thursday. SO...i'll go light. I'll get something fairly simple without some retarded creme sauce all over it that binds me up even worse than I already am.
First of course came the pile of cinnamon rolls and bubble bread. We're fairly positive we've cracked the buble bread code. It's freakin mayonaisse, parmesean cheese, and butter. Wife Discovered the mayo with her first bite. I guess they didn't mix it good enough.
Me: Pork chops. My chops are better hands down. They were the massive thick kind that are fantastic but probably to thick for this chef to be cooking on high heat. They were still decent though. Sides were black beans and rice. Yeah. Some variety of carrots I didn't touch. Greek salad was actually excellent. $24
Wife: Lightly battered shrimp with a side of crappy green beans and a twice baked salt potatoe. Long John Silver's has these shrimp for $4? That's probably a good guess. We'd rather pay Bubble Room $22.
Bro-inlaw #1: Had some grouper plate. His discription was extremely average. $26.
Sister: Some kind of grouper chunks thing. Yeah they were fish sticks. $25.
Bro in law #2: Red Snapper. He described it as obviously not fresh fish and fairly lousy.
Sister in-law: The hot shrimp on yellow rice. Who cares what it's actuallt called. She had alot of food left on her plate but ate the shrimp.
Kids: How do you f-up a personal pan pizza. It was an inflated piece of dough with a pinch of cheese on it.
We didn't get desert. I'm never eating at the bubble room for the rest of my life. We split the bill up so we could all suffer with our own bad decision. I feel cheated. That place sucked.
Conclusion: Parking was lousy. Our waiter was a slug. He did his job though. Whatever. Food was mostly lousy and made even lousier by the cost. Average plates of $25 make you angry because the food is so lousy. Did I mention that it was lousy?
The one saving grace? The company I was with. Thank God i've got a great family the I truly enjoy being around. If I would've been in lousy company my head might have exploded.
“How could we drink up the sea? Who gave us the sponge to wipe away the entire horizon? What were we doing when we unchained this earth from its sun?” - Friedrich Nietzsche,
YOU DIDN'T HAVE DESSERT! THAT'S WHAT THE BUBBLE ROOM IS KNOWN FOR! You eat elsewhere and go to the Bubble Room for dessert. Didn't you learn nuthin from the locals?
________________________ We cannot have peace among men whose hearts delight in killing any living creature.
YOU DIDN'T HAVE DESSERT! THAT'S WHAT THE BUBBLE ROOM IS KNOWN FOR! You eat elsewhere and go to the Bubble Room for dessert. Didn't you learn nuthin from the locals?
________________________ We cannot have peace among men whose hearts delight in killing any living creature.
Rachel Carson
I agree, their desserts are really good. Only problem I had when I did eat somewhere else and went there for dessert was they would not allow us to eat it inside, not even at the bar, which was completely empty. Had to take it to go and eat outside on a dirty puke green bench in sweltering heat, served in a cardboard box with styrofoam coffee cups. Not exactly the Zambucca coffee and dessert I had hoped for. But the cake was delish, even though the whipped cream melted almost immediately in the heat. The inconvenience? not so sure worth it.
Here's the thing about bubble room deserts. It's cake. I'm not even a big fan of cake. I had tryed to convince my sister and in-laws out of it but everyone knows you have to eat there just to say you ate there. Just once. And they did.