The hostess leads us to our table, only to find that the table is one one chair short. Fine... We'll improvise for the time being. Said chair arrives ten minutes later, yay.
Fifteen minutes after this, the waitress makes an appearance. APPLAUSE. My friend orders an appetizer of calamari along with her drink. The drinks arrive ten minutes later, and the waitress takes our meal orders.
One plate of pasta, one ham and cheese sandwich, five orders of chicken fingers, one steak, and two salads... Doesn't seem too time-consuming does it?
An hour and a half later, the food arrives. Pasta, steak, and chicken are all room-temperature, the sandwich's cheese has begun to geletanize (for lack of a better word), but the salads are okay.
And during this hour-and-a-half-long wait? We have been checked on twice by the waitress (once was to bring bread). My calamari-ordering buddy has lacked a drink for most of this time because of the saltiness of her appetizer.
To make matters more interesting, there was an even bigger group across the aisle from us. This group was mostly made up of older adults, and were THEY ignored? Heck no! Their server(s) checked on them every fifteen minutes!
Yes, I may be seventeen, but my money is just as good as any adult's is. Not to mention the fact that I'm certain my group was much more well-behaved than the other people; hooray for not being drunk off of our bums!
Of course, the tip was built into the bill. And we were already an hour later to the dance than we had wanted to be, so we decided to not complain to the managers, but I'm never going to recommend that restaurant again.