City Pocha and then Rydges

After a much long hard working week… Friday came by and boy it was well deserved. Apart from being the miraculous day Fridays always are we were also catching up with HP and going to City Pocha — a Korean BBQ restaurant where we have been umpteen times as the food is really good. When you see a lot of locals eating here the obvious reaction is it would be worth the while — the food is always good there and rather fresh. But to our surprise and disappointment while the food was really nice the service was despicable. At the end of each table they have a buzzer, yeah bit weird but a very practical idea, except that we pressed it many times and they would just not service our table. To be fair and honest to the situation City Pocha was inundated and seemed under-staffed but thats no excuse not to serve patrons or have waiters that are clueless. Okie get this, one of the waiters who was initially servicing our table didn’t speak a word of English and didn’t know what lettuce was even after pointing out to what Lettuce looked like. I have nothing against people that don’t speak English but honey don’t be in Hospitality or the Service Industry with such brazen assurance. Far worse, we asked for more Kimchi at least three times and they never bothered. Finally after waiting for about half an hour while they frantically served others and pissed us right off, we were truly at the end of our tether and HP had to go to the reception to ask them to serve us. Not the best way to spend Friday evening but at least the food was fresh and tasty.

Makes me wonder, do they hire Korean students who come to study in Sydney so they don’t have to pay them well, never mind if they don’t know what lettuce is. Jesus, get your #@$^-ing act together City Pocha.

Luckily, for us we toddled off to The Rydges World Square for coffee. No more dramas here we were in a place bit more civil. Funnily though there was another waiter yet again with an absolutely weird hair-do. A monstrous mohawk that looked a job from hell or a birds nest ‘under construction’. They were all out! The highlight of night was most certainly good company and good food, never mind the service or the men and their hair-dos.