On the El Gaucho review
I was sooooo excited to spend my B-Day At El Gaucho!! I called ahead to let them know it was my B-Day because usually fine dining establishments usually do something about that. My husband and I were there on July 31st and had reso’s for 7:00 and I made sure we were on time. Having worked in a number of fine dining establishments in Chicago I was really interested to see what El Gaucho was all about.
We walked in and the hostess greeted us in a hohum way, no big deal I guess she thought we were there for her. Right before we were to be seated another customer came up and interrupted her seating us making us just stand there waiting on her instead of telling that customer she’d be right back, bad! Now mind you this is suppose to be Fine Dining k? We were finally seated and the service was truly nothing to speak of and we almost had to pour our own wine because it took forever for them to get back to us, remember with fine dining you don’t ever pour your own wine! The food was OK no big deal, and when we were finished w/dinner the busboy came by and asked if we wanted to take our unfinished bottle of wine home, we weren’t finished yet!!!!!. What about the bowl of fruit you’re entitled too, what about dessert, what about coffee, nothing!!!!! So now I’m getting pissed!!!!! I looked at my husband and said we’re being rushed out and he agreed. You know when someone is trying to get rid of you.
I told him I’m sitting here all night until I’m finished I’m not going any where!!! So finally we get the fruit bowl and all the waiter did was sit the dessert menu down didn’t bother to explain what was on it like they do in a REAL FINE DINING ESTABLISHMENT!!!!!! So now I’m waiting for cake and candle right? NOTHING!! we did get dessert no fan fare or anything. Now I’m ready to go and when my husband went out for a smoke Wallace the waiter has the nerve to come and say with candle in hand I’m sorry I forgot to say happy birthday and put the candle in the mud cake you ordered. I looked at him like he was a nut and he got the message and left. Fine Dining my ass, you’ve got a lot to learn Portland Oregon, I mean really!!! so sad. Never again and I’ll make sure I inform everyone I know please don’t bother find somewhere else to dine.