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We were ready for dinner right when the restaurant opened. Or at least when it was supposed to open, which was 6 pm. We arrived and the door to Chez Isabelle was still locked. There were people inside and they could see us try to open the door, but nobody came to say they weren’t quite ready, or any acknowledgement that they were not open when they were supposed to be. I checked the little book to see if I had the time and night right. At least one of the restaurants is closed each night. But, no, Chez Isabelle was scheduled to be opened at 6. So we sat at the bar and waited.
The boys, of course, had not been ready, so it was just Zung, Susie and I. About ten after 6 they opened the restaurant. We asked for a table for 5. There was a table for 6 set up. They took away one of the chairs and one of the place settings, but they didn’t move things together to make it look like a table for 5. So we moved the place settings closer together and the chairs.
I know it sounds like I am complaining about petty things and am being picky. The thing is, this is supposed to be a high-end resort. It’s the attention to detail that sets the high-end resort apart. There was just no attention to detail. You start adding all of the little things up, and you have less and less tolerance for it. Throw in sub par food and you really start to pick things apart.
The boys joined us before too long. I ordered some champagne so we wouldn’t have to buy another overpriced bottle of wine. The champagne is pretty average but it was a lot more drinkable than the red wine we’d had that first night.
I will say that the service was very good at Chez Isabelle. Our waiter was Martine. He was very personable and attentive. When he found out Susie spoke Spanish he would not allow her to speak to him in English.
We placed our order and the food was brought in good time.