The Shit List
Last Updated: June 2nd, 2007
All of you out there have that restaurant that you can’t visit anymore. Your reasons can vary from blaming it on the bad service, getting food poisoning, or avoiding it because it got too pricey. The following is a list of places that are currently on our Shit List:
Kuru-Kuru Sushi in Burbank, Ca
Aside the fact that so far my weekend has been shit and nothing planned has yet to happen (Couldn’t go to capoeira so we can see “Knocked Up”, didn’t even get to see “Knocked Up”, can’t win at Mario Party 8 etc.) Going to this restaurant didn’t help either. In fact, my boyfriend and I went here prior to being in shitty moods, so we aren’t biased by any means.
Lesson #1: Before opening a restaurant in the US: Learn to speak and understand English. Oh wait, let me translate, ingrish.
If anything, it was a nice start. We were the first, the very first customers to get there and were seated first, and slowly the place started to fill up. I knew that this was going to not turn out well because I noticed that the people that were sat after us started to order before the waiter even came to us. At least we had water to tide us over. (did I mention due to my new sleeping schedule I woke up only an hour before and had NOTHING to eat?!)
So we ordered a soft shelled crab, tuna cut roll, salmon skin hand roll, and 2 orders of tonkatsu. Our first sushi orders come up and they give us a tuna cut roll and a tuna hand roll. I had to practically make a fool of myself and build a damn smoke signal just to get the waiter’s attention and then he had the stupidity to take away the WHOLE plate with the tuna cut roll away instead of getting a separate plate. Poor Joe, he didn’t even get to have 1 piece. So we sat hungry. Again. And oogling other people that were sat before us eating their food. Have I already mentioned that I hate those people?!
If I seriously think the only things that they got right was the soft shelled crab. And even that was burnt and had NO MEAT whatsoever in it. But I ate it because I would have eaten anything that this point. Our main courses arrive and off of the bat I say outloud, “They fucked up again.” They bring us bowls of donburi katsudon, which is pork cutlet with egg, which is not the dinner portion or even the right damn dish that order! But, we give up and eat it anyway. The meat was pounded SO DAMN thin that I’m pretty damn sure that they split half of a loin for the both of us and that it wasn’t even pork, it was pounded air since I was only tasting panko crumbs. I ended up giving Joe most of mine since I doubt that he wasn’t aware of the shitty portions.
In order to make things right we ended up going to Koraku later that night and not only did they repeat our order, we actually saw meat inside of our tonkatsu.
Ruby’s Diner in Woodland Hills at the Promenade Mall.
Why? Because of the horrible service we received on a slow Friday night. We were seated right away, but at least 15 minutes passed by until our waitress took our orders. George accidentally spilled his milkshake and when we brought this to the attention of our waitress, it was ignored and it was only when we were paying our bill that a busboy came to wipe the spill. We weren’t checked on either while we were eating, and we didn’t receive any drink refills. I, being a bit of an expert in knowing how to craft a letter of complain seeing as I read over 20 complaint letters everyday, wrote on the comment card left with our bill that I was extremely disappointed in the service provided by an establishment that used to be a favorite amongst friends, and that I would never eat there again. The next day I received a call from the manager who apologized profusely about the night before, and I later received $30 in meal vouchers. Nice gesture, but I don’t know if I’ll ever want to eat there again. -Renee
Sitton’s in North Hollywood
Why? Ugly waitresses, white trash folk, watery spaghetti, is that cat in my burger? Although nestled in the artsy end of North Hollywood AKA NoHo Arts District, this should remind you that there are 100 other places where you should be eating instead of this crap place. Oh yeah, and other than ugly waitresses, they have Alzheimer’s as well. Bring a bottle of water with you–after the first glass you’ll never get a refill, even if you ask and that’s if even they remember and even if they stop! Prices don’t reflect the cheap looking greasy-ass spoon food. 5 years ago I ordered a patty melt there and cut into it and blood ran, 6 years later I came back not knowing this was the same damn place! I ponder on how a shit hole like this even landed a liqour license.
If you want greasy spoon ass food quality but you know, sanitary? The Griddle Cafe in Hollywood or National Coney in Detroit, MI -Jamie
T.G.I. Friday’s in Valencia
Why? Because the service is unreasonably slow. I’ve gone there for lunch three times, and two of those times I was late coming back to work because the kitchen supposedly lost my ticket. And for the times I’ve visited, I went at 1:30 and there were probably only 10 people in the whole restaurant. My order was usually the Jack Daniels’ burger and fries- and both times I had to wait almost 45-50 minutes for my order to arrive. They comped my lunches, which was a fair gesture, but that didn’t help my attendance record at work. Now if I’m craving that Jack Daniels’ sauce, I just order my lunch to-go. -Renee
Sitton’s, The only restaurant have ever been that a waitress actually respond to my request for a cup of coffee with “Get the F-CK out of my patio, get the F-CK out of my restaurant”… Needless to say she probably took one too many pain pills before numbing herself into the working state that is par for that place… The Management’s response is it was my problem and she even 86ed 2 friends of mine that weren’t event there, chanting “Spread the Word, Spread the Word” – Six months later, I go back and the first night I am there past 10pm I get the nazi night manager informing me that I can only sit there for a limited time and drink coffee (in an almost empty patio at 11pm a night with it freezing outside) and when I ask why, she cuts me off and tells me there is no debate… I would laugh my ass off if it weren’t for me later talking to the owner of the restaurant who comes out of the gate even ruder to me. It’s a pity that one of the few places where you still can smoke a cigarette and drink a cup of coffee is run and managed by very small minded individuals more intent on turnover than customer loyalty and unrepentant rudeness that just makes me flash them the flying eagle and pisses me off so much that here I am at 2 in the morning ranting like a madman.