I think I have become too picky when it comes to food. Last night N and I had a perfectly lovely evening to celebrate out 8th wedding anniversary a day early, but we had very few good things to say about the meal. We opted to try somewhere new although we were headed in the direction of our favourite Cambridge restaurant (Teri-Aki). Instead we stopped for tapas at a place that has always seemed busy when ever we wandered by in the past. There was a pleasant enough atmosphere and the menu seemed enticing, but when the food arrived we felt quite disappointed. The spinach, avacado and pinenut salad was watery and tasteless. The langostines were over-cooked and tasteless. The chicken croquettes were a strange spongey texture, and the calamari was average. The potatoes were the most tasty, but not very impressive. There wasn't enough oil for the bread and the olives were strangely bitter. The service staff eventually forgot about us. There is nothing about the experience that makes us want to go back.
But it leaves me wondering why the place always seems so busy. Have I just become too picky about my food? Knowing what I like is a good thing, but I wish I could be happier with not-exactly-terrible food. At least none of the food was off-putting. I can't help but want more from my restaurant choice. I want to enjoy eating. Is that too much to ask?
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