The Worst Restaurant in the World Award 2006 goes too….

One night last week Mrs Whaleoil suggested we take the pod out to dinner in Rotovegas. Nothing else was on the busy calendar so we bundled the pod into the vehicle and drove into town. 
We had decidied to try an eating establishment that would suit both adults and the calves of 7 and 9 years old.
Upon arriving at the establishment despite several obviously empty tables we were told that they couldn't seat us for 20 minutes. the lovely doris at the front desk suggested that we wait int he bar and order some bar snacks to keep us going until seated.
We agreed to go to the bar. Master Whaleoil wanted a Fanta Volcano, Miss Whaleoil a glass of iced water and Mr and Mrs Whaleoil both wanted a beer. Whaleoil strolls over to the bar and proceeds to wait, and wait, and wait, and wait, and wait, and wait, and wait .
Well you get the picture, despite two bar staff it proved almost impossible to obtain drink, just short of passing out from an asthma attack waiting for liquid refreshment they deign to serve us and also to annouce our table was ready.
We moved to the table and given the parlous service so far decided to personally escort the few drinks we had managed to extract from the bar to our table. Since we had waited twenty minutes we thought we would order straight away. Mmmmm bad decision, the person who brought us to our table wasn't "our" waitress, she was the seating hostess!!!!. 10 minuted later  "our" waitress arrived. We ordered…..and the waiting began.
And went on and on and on…..Mrs Whaleoil noticed one couple who appeared to be on the blind date from hell….both were desperately trying to make conversation and both desperately failing….they kept looking forlornly around the restaurant as if hoping to see a long lost friend. I also spied some other blind dates from hell and noticed one thing in common, no food!!!. The table of three barely out of their teens and looking like it chicks over from us were also food-less as were the three chicks in not much at all over the back, not to mention the table of eight beside us.
Time dragged on, we had completed all the puzzles on the kids sheets that were handed out….coincidentally the colouring-in images were of whales. We even resorted to drawing our own cartoons and repeatedly asked where the food was. 
At 40 minutes of waiting for the food we asked a little more stridently and were told no far off. Silently I swore to myself that if this went past an hour we were off and was starting to work myself up ready for the stoush…boy was this going to be fun.
The clock ticked on…finally the first desperate blind date couple got their food, they looked relieved. The the table of three barely out of their teens and looking like it chicks got their first course….things were looking grim. I checked with Desperate Blinddate couple and they had waited 55 minutes for their mains. Mrs Whaleoil checked with three barely out of their teens and looking like it chicks, same thing, 55 minutes for entrees. I checked with table of eights and getting drunker by the minute, they confirmed one hour and twenty minutes…..with us sitting at 55 minutes things were looking bad, plus the surly look of the pod made my decision for me…time to go and to exit disgracefully.
Mrs Whaleoil headed for the counter and started the explanation, she wanted to pay for the drinks we had at the bar but I nipped that in the bud pretty damn quick….the manager came over to try to mollify us…no doing I was ready to make a howling embarrasment of this establishment and try to orchestrate a walkout of other tables….they saw that and quickly bundled us out the door with no charges to pay.
So what was this sorry arsed restaurant in Rotovegas that has now incurred my wrath across the interweb thing.
It was Lone Star Rotorua . Never, ever, ever, ever eat there and pass on this story to any and all you see fit. They are the worst restaurant in the world bar none.
Lone Star Rotorua suck, they suck so badly I am now going to make it my personal mission in life for them to suffer as they do not deserve to be in business.

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