Thursday, November 13, 2008

Cottonwood should go back where it came from?

I had the chance to have a CNO (Couple's Night Out) last night. I had been telling my husband what he was doing wrong all day, so I thought it would be a nice treat to go out and sort of apologize. Well, I was excited to try this new restaurant called Cottonwood Restaurant and Cafe located in Royal Palm Plaza in Boca Raton. I had a girlfriend tell me about it. She said it was delicious and the restaurant is a chain from Boston. So when I got my Clipper coupon Magazine in the mail, I saw the Cottonwood ad with a coupon for dinner. (By the way, I am a coupon whore now that I am a stay-at-home mom) So the ad stated "reservations required". I was really nervous we might not get a table, so I made a 7:30 reservation for two.
We pulled up to the restaurant and noticed the outside seating. Nice, but no customers. We walked inside. I looked up at the vaulted ceilings and as my head lowered I noticed 1 couple in the restaurant. Yes, 1. There must be 25 tables on the first floor and upstairs were another 25. The hostess bounced over with delight and asked, "how many?". I told her somewhat laughing that we had a reservation. She actually started to check the computer. Hello! It doesn't really matter at this point now does it. She seated us at our table and the couple behind us gets up and leaves. Now we are the only patrons in this restaurant. It was so bright, the music was cheesy and the only people to people watch were us. So we made the best of it. The menu was interesting. It was a southwestern/tex mex/shrimp/not really sure type of restaurant. We ordered 2 Dos Equis and the chips and dips. The dips tasted like they were from a jar: green salsa, red salsa, cheese dip and guac. Andy ordered the Chicken Diablo. It was chicken tenders mixed with beans and it was too spicey. I had a taste and my throat was on fire. I had the Steak Enchiladas. It had a strange flavor. Maybe it was cooked in wine, I'm not sure. It was wrapped in a soggy red tortilla. The beans and rice had a strange flavor too. They smelled like nutmeg or cinnamon Let's put it this way, for $73 bucks, I think I should have loved it. I mean how can you screw up an enchilada?

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