Oh Well

We really wanted Roma Pizza to work out for us. It is a mile away from the house, so it makes a perfect distance for walking to, having a meal and strolling back from. We have been there three times since they opened a few months ago, the first was about a month after they opened. The last was last Friday.

On our first visit the service was spotty, which we chalked up to teething pains. The pizza was great, right up there with our old favorite Ferrando’s.

On our second visit the pizza was great, as was the service.

Last Friday when we walked in, the hostess grabbed two menus and looked over towards the bar area and asked a woman sitting there, was Missy in yet. To which the woman, possibly a manager or owner said, “She’ll be here momentarily.” We were seated at a booth and off the hostess went without further word. We really didn’t need the menu as we knew what we were getting, a five topping pie, two garden salads, water and a sweet tea. We sat for a few minutes and wondered among ourselves what momentarily meant. After a while a waitress appeared and stopped at the booth behind us and asked the occupants did they want anything else, as they were finishing up. The waitress didn’t even look our way, obviously she wasn’t Missy. We had now been seated for a good five minutes and we had gotten not so much as a somebody will be right with you from any of the 4 restaurant employees in sight. Not even water yet. We then decided that we didn’t feel like waiting for Missy any longer, so got up to leave. As we headed for the door, Donna said, in a voice loud enough to be heard by nearly everyone in attendance, “I guess we’ll have to go somewhere else to get waited on!” The hostess replied, “OK.” I kept on going out the door, but Donna turned around and gave the hostess a piece of her mind before joining me in the parking lot. We went to Krogers, bought a Digiorno Frozen Pizza, went home and ate it.

We were boycotting Ferrando’s because they closed the location we liked in downtown and opened a store on the south side. And while the new spot is actually closer to us, it is less convenient and always crowded making getting a table hard. But tonight when we wanted “real” pizza we went to Ferrando’s. But we went early, almost right after work at five o’clock and it was a smooth experience.