So last night, we encountered quite a fiasco while choosing a dinner restaurant. First, our reservation was cancelled because the restaurant is closed for the entire month of August (the Spaniards take all of August off in some places, and that includes the “best wine bar in Barcelona" that my Dad wanted to go to... http://www.monvinic.com/ )
So, we started wandering around looking for a restaurant. I saw the first one, liked the menu, and said “Hey! Let’s eat here!” Mom, however, had a different opinion. “We’ll keep walking.”
So we walked 4 or 5 blocks down the road, and there it was. A place that wasn’t packed to the roof with people. The hostess woman spoke into a walkie talkie and suddenly we all got the feeling we were in some sort of Spanish T. G .I. Fridays or Chilly’s. We sat down at a table right next to a man smoking a cigar, and there was some sort of high pitched beep, like a dog whistle. The menu appeared as if everything on there was freeze dried and pre cooked, and the restaurant seemed to scream “CHEAP!”
We dashed and walked back to the beginning of the trail of restaurants we had visited. We wound up eating at the first one we had seen. This brings up the K D Theory. It basically is “One of the first few restaurants you see will be the one you will wind up eating at, and you’ll probably walk back and forth between a bunch of them before you realize that the first was the best choice.”
Adios! - K
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