The greeter at the door seemed to be on something – he was leading us to our table, then turned and went in the kitchen and didn’t come out, leaving us just standing there trying to figure out where to go. The cook had to yell to him to come out and take us to a table, really strange. The food was so-so, and you’re at one of those big metal tables where the chefs do the chopping in front of you, so there’s not much privacy for conversation, and the chopping and jokes the chef makes entertained the kids at the table but I just thought it was annoying.