Barking Frog, Woodinville


GerardoI don’t know how they did it, but they did. We were lured back to the Evil Eastside with the promise offered by a tasty menu. We should’ve known it would be bad once we met our Rico Suave waiter. He awkwardly flirted, despite our frowns, and performed some wine glass flipping to nobody’s delight. This isn’t an audition for Big Brother, so serve your creepy winks to somebody who cares. Now, the food:

Smoked Lobster Bisque: A huge disappointment. Not even one bite of real lobster in the bowl. Clearly a concoction of cream and lobster shells. They probably save the actual lobster meat for real paying customers.

Pumpkin Angnolotti: There were at least homemade, but not particularly unique. It could have used some salt.

Chocolate Espresso Mousse: Definitely the best plate set in front of me, but unfortunately not enough to make up for the dry meal, the dreary room and the pervert who kept swirving his hips with reckless abandon.

Never again, Barking Frog. We’ve added you to The List.


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