It
is a foregone conclusion that on Mother’s Day it will be very difficult to get
prompt seating at any reputable restaurant in Chiclayo, so Maribel and I were
surprised when we decided to try a new restaurant in our neighborhood and found
it to be only half-full.
Managual
opened April 27th and based on the quality of furnishings and large seating
capacity in three separate dining areas apparently intends to be a contender in
the Chiclayo restaurant scene. The interior has a blue-white nautical décor of
the Amazon River variety. A connection to the Amazon was further confirmed when
the waiter who promptly seated us served compliments of the house
siete raices, a liquor common in Amazon jungle towns such as Iquitos, Tarapoto
and Pucallpa. Also, listed on the menu is camu camu…one of my favorite Iquitos
drinks. There were an unusually large number of employees dressed in white
shirts and black pants and seemingly experienced in their duties. So far this
was looking like a pretty good choice.
Maribel
ordered Causa Ferreñafana while I selected grilled fish. While we were waiting
for our food the restaurant gradually filled to capacity, and we watched
waiters place additional tables and chairs in aisle areas, making it difficult
for staff and patrons to move freely. We began to hear people who had arrived
before us complain about not receiving their food. Maribel and I glanced
uneasily at each other.
Exactly
forty-five minutes after ordering Maribel’s meal was served. It was attractively
presented and Maribel said the flavor was not “wow” but okay. The quantity was
surprisingly sparse. Five minutes later a woman whom we assumed was either the
manager or owner approached our table and asked if I had ordered fish. Five
minutes after that a waiter approached and asked the same question. Maribel and
I glanced uneasily at each other.
At
the one-hour mark, after Maribel had finished her meal my order was served by
the same waiter who had seated us. He apologized for the delay, attributing it
to Mother’s Day while gesturing at the crowd. I responded that the restaurant
was only half-full when we arrived, and that one hour service was not
acceptable under any circumstances. And what
was even more puzzling was that two uniformed employees were outside and kept
urging passersby to enter even though they could not properly seat nor serve
the people already inside.
I
had ordered grilled fish fillet with white rice and fried potatoes. What I received
was approximately two ounces of fish, a cup of rice and three tiny pieces of yucca.
When I finished my meal we half-joked about where to go for lunch.