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skipchris said
Promises so much...
I announced to Mim that we were off to the "Silk Room" for a friend's birthday; she sought assurances that we were indeed headed to a restaurant, not one of Newcastle's rapidly breeding strip bars. Dejectedly, I had to explain 'no' - this one of Newcastle's Coolest New Spots. After the meal, I dejectedly realised that the whole problem had been Silk Room's commonality with a strip club... Tempting you, tantalising you, but ultimately unrewarding, leaving you to go home feeling a bit used and dejected...
The menu sounds fabulous, offering a tempting and often exotic range of pizza, pasta, chicken, meat and fish, along with 'delicacies' such as Kobe burger and Crocodile Tail steak. The decor was pleasant: lots of mood lighting tassles, Laura Ashley-style prints and dark wood... You assume you're about to have a great meal, you're already eating that Kobe burger with your eyes, reclining on the leather couch...
...But then it all starts to go wrong. The service was stunningly bad. We were seated for ages before drinks were offered. The offered drinks (a lemonade and two beers) took an age to arrive (in a none-too-busy restaurant). Orders were taken fairly promptly, but food (we forewent starters) was slow to arrive. (Unlike drinks, this is forgivable, if the chef is busy or working on something truly special).
The food was where it really all went wrong though. Mim's seafood pasta was poor. My £9 pizza was OK, but no better than a £5 pizza from any of Newcastle's identikit italian places. If I'm paying £9 for a pizza, it should be delicious.
Three of our party had the famed Kobe burger. It was tasty-looking and well presented on a hefty slab of wood, but there was no clear consensus whether Kobe beef, when minced into a burger and sold for £18 is substantially better than Aberdeen Angus minced into a burger and sold for £12.
We mainly had dessert. I forgot to get the lowdown on my chums', but my mango sorbet was poor. It had clearly been melted and re-frozen, and as such was full of ice crystals.
The staff were, for the most part, pleasant and friendly, but completely inattentive. We almost resorted to rugby-tackling a waiter to order our wine; the bill was brought unasked for (big sin), yet I had to get up and take the cash and my card to the bar because the staff were occupied talking to eachother and some friends that had walked in.
A 10% service charge had been added to the bill. This is becoming common practice, but it's still completely deplorable and reeks of cash-grabbing desparation. It's all the more awkward when gratuities were going to be in short supply from our party due to the staff's indifference.
When paying by card, I was asked the customary "Was everything alright, sir". I wanted to grab him, sit him down, pour him some tea, and explain it all - explain why everything was wrong, and how he could maybe make it better... But I just looked at my shoes and answered "Yeah, fine"... Because that's truthfully what it was. Other than the poor pasta and sorbet, all seven of us had decent enough meals. We just spent a lot on them and weren't made to feel particularly welcome for doing so. We could've saved a couple of pennies and gone to Pizza Express.
Ultimately, to stretch an analogy to breaking point, if Silk Room is a strip bar, Newcastle offers a host of full-on brothels, albeit some disguised as massage parlours. And more importantly, a host of lovely, good looking girls you could take home to meet your mum.
skipchris
Chester Le Street, UK