We were running late. The movie started in just about an hour. And we were indecisive, to boot.
“Let’s drive through Sugar House; maybe something will pop up.”
“That’s too far from the theater. By the time we get our food, we’ll miss the movie.”
“What about Pei Wei? That’s pretty fast.”
“Hmmm…I’m not in the mood for Chinese. How about Cafe Rio?”
“Wrong direction. And we eat there every time we go out.”
“That’s because I like it.”
“True. There’s an Apollo Burger near the theater..though I don’t really want a burger…but it is closer.”
“I don’t want that, either.”
Silence. By default, I steered us towards the theater. I guess popcorn slathered in genuine artificial imitation butter and washed down by a diet soda (also loaded with genuine artificial imitation flavors) would be the meal du jour.
“What about that place,” she said. “Cafe Med?”
We were passing at 35 MPH, but I flipped a turn, anyway. We found ourselves in a potholed parking lot full of cars. We could see in the windows as we cruised for a parking spot, and the restaurant was full.
“I don’t know. Looks full.”
“I heard it was good. Let’s try it.” Why not? Why not? Did I mention that she is pregnant? And that right now her tastes are a little more…unpredictable? Yeah.
The restaurant was full, but we waited anxiously as the show time approached, glancing through menus. We did not wait long, though. We were seated in the middle of the room, a cozy affair, just a foot or two from other guests and tables. To say the least, it was cozy.
Our waiter appeared, a bit discombobulated, and apologized for the wait, promising to bring us a bowl of hummus to compensate. The menu was mediterranean, and he offered several recommendations. I had a ravioli with some kind of mushrooms and a cheese sauce that just dripped with deliciousness. My wife ordered a curry noodle dish that was perfect, for me, but a bit on the spicy side of things for her. She enjoyed it enough, however, for a meal, and I finished it off at home.
And, lest I forget, the humus and pitas that the waiter brought us was warm and appetizing. It would have made a satisfying meal by itself.
My only criticism of Cafe Med was that the staff seemed less organized or understaffed, which I am not clear. There were clearly a lot of bodies, but our waiter seemed to cover most of the dining room. As a result, we waited longer than we expected for him to bring back our check, a wait that seemed prolonged by the movie we were hurrying to make. Other than that, the service was great, the food delicious, and the experience enjoyable. We’ll be back again, soon. With friends, to boot.
And we made it to the movie on time, too.