Point

I think of the resturants off the Garden Highway when I look at The Point. It’s a big, blue multilevel building right by a Marina (I forget which one) where you can sit right on the edge of the water and watch the boats sail out into the river. Good place to bring the significant other for lunch or dinner.
Anywhoo, the resturant itself if nice. Seperate resturant and full bar. Not bad. But the menu itself is only like a page and half long. Not much in the way of selection especially for lunch. The calamari sandwhich looked go so I went with that. First thing that came to mind when they put my plate down in front of me was «Thats it?» I mean come on, the sandwhich alone was like a half foot long subway sub, with just a handfull of fries on the side. Grand total for my meal alone… 14 bucks. WHISKEY TANGO FOXTROT! The calamari wasn’t even cooked right, and the fries looked pethetic; all limp and soaking in grease. However, my friend got the Monte Cristo deep fried sandwhich. Wow! If it was ever possible, that sandwhich would have my baby. For real, I don’t know what they put in it (ham, cheese, pastrami, crack cocaine?) it doesn’t matter. It’s the most delicious sandwhich that’s ever passed by my lips. I’m giving serious consideration to driving back out to The Point just to have a Monte. This time without the powdered sugar on top (little to wierd for me).
Lastly, the service was a little, how should i say this, «unorganized». We were seated by the busser who was right in the middle of clearing dishes at another table. (real server could’nt be found and we were famished and not willing to wait for her to get her shit together). Busser gets us our drinks and menus (still no server). 10 minutes later the server comes out of nowhere scaring the crap out me. Takes our orders without asking us what sides we wanted. My friend wanted potato salad and they gave him «fresh» fruit instead. It wouldn’t have been that big of a deal but the first sentence that came out of our server’s mouth was «Well, you already ordered it.» Seriously, what a fuckin bitch thing say to people. It’s your job as a server to get details like that cleared up BEFORE you start cooking the food. But hopefully she realized that her tip was a reflection of her service.
I’ll go back for sure, no doubt about that. Just be carefull what you order beforehand. And make sure you get the side you want, because the fresh fruit looked like it was prepared in a baboon’s anus. You would be better off eating the plate in that situation.