LAST NIGHT»S MENU: Pizza for the kids, tapas for the grown - ups (yummy cod croquettes and patatas bravas at the first bar; revolting stuffed, crumbed and deep fried mussels in the shell serve by
surly waiters at the second) all sloshed down with vino rosado.
Food in the sparsely stocked dining cars was often worse than at a factory workers» canteen, served on soiled tablecloths by
surly waiters.
Not exact matches
Unfortunately the air conditioning isn't working at the restaurant, the
waiters are
surly, and two of the friends have had a nasty argument on the way to the restaurant that dominates the dinner conversation.