08 Apr 2010 @ 10:07 PM 

So here’s the thing.  The Critic and I eat out a lot.  We have a large brood, so therefore, the places we tend to frequent are those that are family-friendly.  We place a very high level of importance on “FAMILY FRIENDLY”.  (Which is not to say we don’t love to sneak away to decidedly grown-up establishments like Le Voltaire every chance we get, but THAT is another post!)

One of the restaurants we have frequented for many, many years is King Kong fast food.  I am not going to link to that restaurant, because as of this moment, I will not give that restaurant another PENNY of our hard-earned money.  While the establishment prides themselves on gigantic burgers and gyros, their claim to be a “Family oriented” restaurant (it says so right on their website!) could not have been further from the truth based on our experience today.

SO I’m not going to talk about their food, or their cute little gorillas outside, or their stuffed animals inside.  Instead I am going to relay to you exactly what happened to us this afternoon, at approximately 4:15 pm, when a friend and I decided to take our daughters to King Kong for burgers and gyros after a day at the zoo.  (If you’re local – you’ll know exactly which King Kong we were at, since it’s RIGHT THERE by the zoo.) 

We ordered our food, and sat down.  My friend and I, both women in our thirties, were there with four of our daughters, who ranged in age from 16 to 1.  Apparently it was “teach each other Spanish cuss words day” behind the counter, as the staff behind the counter kept shouting things such as “puta madre!”, and other curse phrases.  My friend and I kept trying to give them the motherly glare, and my friend even at one point yelled “Shut up!  We can hear you!”

Well, this was not enough to get the potty-mouths behind the counter to stop, and my 16-year-old, who had heard enough, stood up and went to the counter.  She told the guys we could hear them, and that we DO understand what they are saying.  The guy behind the counter said “SO?”  She explained to him that there are CHILDREN present, and they UNDERSTAND what those words mean.  The guy behind the counter (apparently the manager?) says “Ok”, and as my SIXTEEN YEAR OLD DAUGHTER turned away, he called her a bitch. 


I don’t know about you, but I do not find that terribly family oriented. 

And we WILL NOT spend another penny there.  EVER. 

If you want gyros?  My first pick is Jim & Jennie’s Greek Village.  Greek Islands (who doesn’t have a website), or Feta’s are good too. 

Burgers?  Dude, there’s a million places, but I’m LOVING Smashburger lately.

Just do me a favor…don’t take your kids to King Kong unless you want them to walk away knowing how to say “mother f—er” in Spanish.

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Last Edit: 09 Apr 2010 @ 03:58 PM

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 28 Feb 2008 @ 8:50 PM 

I am going to cut this down to a “read more” so you’re not forced to sit through it as you scroll down.

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 28 Feb 2008 @ 7:13 PM 

Ok, I have to admit it: I sometimes succumb to being a creature of convenience.  This has at times gotten me into some serious trouble.  This week is one of those times.

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 11 Nov 2007 @ 7:26 AM 

I would like to say that I have made the rounds of all the “Sushi” places in Omaha.  I am sorry to say that Matsu may never make it on the list.  I  dragged the family out for a “Friday Night” dinner and went from West Omaha, getting ready to head into Tanduri Fusion, to thinking that I needed to review something Italian.  I took the family to Lo Sole Mio and tried to get a table.  It was a 90 minute wait.

As if it were on queue, the oldest son suggested that we do Sushi.  Being as I did not want to drive out to the northwest corner of Omaha after driving from southwest Omaha, I figured we would try and subsequently review Matsu Sushi down in the “Old Market”.

I have a little hint for the management of Matsu.  If a couple bring their kids in and there are tables everywhere, don’t tell us that it’s going to be at least 10 to 15 minutes because you have to “clean tables” and then disappear to back of the restaurant leaving us to stand there.  We’ll leave and spend our $175 someplace else.

Overall impression:  Your service stinks, your wait-staff were aloof to people waiting, and I was completely unimpressed with all the dirty tables that were just left there as we waited for you to “clean one off” for us, which you never did.  After standing there for 20 minutes we got angry and left.

Pluses: It’s in the old market? (None really, I had to find something good about it)

Minuses: Enough room for 3 people to stand and wait.  Nobody to buss tables, dirty tables, and a bad sense of “you don’t matter”.  You should also watch out for the low hanging door chime.  I hit my head on it 3 times waiting with my back pressed against the door. 

(You’re wondering why I didn’t rag on Lo Sole Mio.  Because they were swamped, with a line out the door, the hostesses were attentive and tried to accommodate the 40 people waiting in line.  An attempt at service will bring understanding, ignoring me or blowing me off just tends to make me rant.)

~The Omaha Critic

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Last Edit: 11 Nov 2007 @ 07:29 AM

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