It's my last meal in Hong Kong this trip, and I arranged to meet up with 2 lovely ladies for lunch. For all the buzz this place has created since it opened, I've amazingly managed to stay clear of Linguini Fini. I guess it was about time that I checked out the place…
I was running really late and wasn't able to check-in first, so I ended up bringing my big duffel bag to the restaurant. I showed up at the reception on the ground floor, gave them my name for the reservation, and was sent upstairs. I exited the elevator, and spent a few seconds looking for the ladies.
Having failed to locate the ladies - who had their backs to me - I wondered why none of the staff came up to me to see if I needed any help. They seemed content to leave me standing around like an idiot… Finally I asked the two people closest to me for help, saying that I had a reservation and that my friends were already here; could they please help me locate my table. Blank stares came my way for a few seconds. After asking for a second time, one of them disappeared, presumably to look up where they had seated my friends with the reservation under my name.
Finally, I was seated next to My Favorite Cousin. Three of us looked over the menu, and the cousin excuses herself and ask me to order for her. As I started to order dishes for more than one person, the waiter seemed to want to stop me from over-ordering. Still annoyed by the episode earlier, I shut him up and told him to "just listen to me". What the hell was the kid thinking?! Do they limit how many dishes a guest is allowed to order?!
I don't often do this, but I got onto Twitter and tweeted about my experience at the door. Not surprisingly, the guy who watches over IHM's social media channels picked it up almost immediately.