So what we thought would be our reception venue crashed & burned.
We found it via the website & to give credit where credit is due, it is an absolutely beautiful venue & the decor is gorgeous.
Went there with the boys parents to check it out & taste the food when we were in Adelaide & - oh.my.god.
Mother outlaw & I went searching for the ladies & we were pointed in the direction of a map which lead us down 3 flights of super steep stairs that let me tell you, you wouldn't want to be descending if you were even a teeny bit tipsy, it was perilous enough stone cold sober!
Though to be fair, it probably did me good on the exercise front?
When we arrived at said destination we were almost ill, they were that filthy.
We had to go up to the counter to order, which was odd in this setting but ok.
We waited & waited...
And when it finally arrived it was laughable.
Laughable if we all weren't so hungry & my heart wasn't breaking as I realised that what had seemed too good to be true - really really was.
If you imagine 'Black & Gold' brand Yum Cha (if such a thing exists) from the supermarket freezer section, with zero points for presentation, cooked badly - either watery, sludgy, or overly deep fried but all of them tasteless- then you are kind of getting what we had the misfortune of experiencing.
The fact that there wasn't a chopstick in sight should have rung alarm bells I guess?
I also had a little look through the window in the door to the kitchen & couldn't help but note that it didn't seem to be in a much better state than the bathrooms...
It's time like these I wish I was a food writer & could openly insult them as much as they insulted us having us pay through the nose for such all around yuk! Ha.
Anyhow, I'm not really all that sore about it. Really I'm not!
In all honesty, my heart did break a bit & I hadn't realised quite how much I had thought it was a sure thing.
But I guess I learnt a valuable lesson hey? Something about chickens and hatching?