When you take the time to write about food as incessantly as I do, you find yourself in the weighty role of dining adviser to friends and family. Whether for a small bite with an old friend or a recommendation on where to take the clients from out of town, my opinion is sought. I’m not trying to say that I’m the cool like Shatner, I’m just saying that with the “sac-eats” moniker comes responsibility. Most of the time I’m happy to help those I know find the best dining experience within their parameters (i.e. close to Music Circus and in and out within 30 minutes, or Thai food in W. Sac, or “I’m in the mood for Viking food and I’m stuck in traffic in Placerville. What do you suggest?”). However, every now and then someone takes my advice and has a thoroughly rotten time. I wind up feeling like an asshole for recommending places that don’t live up to the hype and feel guilty about it for days.Â
So, this was my mood the other day after recommending “Cervantes“ to my sister and her friends. The food was bad, the service weak and the drinks lousy. I felt extremely bad about the whole thing, so I offered to take said sister to the new Ruby Tuesday’s in Folsom.
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