First for a yummy bit of news, according to the Swiss, the Israeli ice cream pop, Nok Out, is the best, and they're going to import it.
And something else,
Yesterday a friend and I went out to lunch. We thought we'd try the "lobby coffee shop" in the Shalom Hotel, Jerusalem, which was convenient for us. When we walked in, we saw some men smoking near the counter, so we asked to sit in the "no smoking" area. We were sent to the couches in the lobby. The glass tables there were totally filthy, and the sweet waitress apologized and worked hard to clean the one near us. We saw some Arab families, whom she explained were actually Druse, there to escape the war. Previously the hotel had housed Gush Katif refugees. I remember it as a new fancy hotel when we lived in Bayit V'Gan, and family stayed there to be near us.
We ordered from the limited menu and waited. and we waited and waited. My friend got agitated and complained a few times. We were offered a "good deal" for our inconvenience. And then the waitress sheepishly came over to report that my friend's order couldn't be filled, so she should order something else.
She did, and may salad had taken so long to prepare, we could have gone shopping and done it at her apartment.
Eventually the unremarkable meal arrived. We ate and left.
Don't bother going there.
Chodesh Tov
2 comments:
Obviously, the coffeeshop's standards have lowered probably as a result of the war and all. People's morales have gone down as well. Kudos for grinning and bearing with it. And don't go back.
I don't think it's the war.
The location isn't the greatest, and the hotel is mostly empty, except for refugees, temporary and otherwise, who don't have money.
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