Fasika - Strange...
Last Wednesday was my boyfriend's birthday and he decided he'd like to try Ethiopian food. I had read about Fasika on this board and thought it would fit the bill. I checked their web site and saw that they open at 5 p.m., which worked for me because I get out of work downtown at 5. Remember, last Wednesday was the day it was slushing out. Very unpleasant.
We got to the restaurant at 5:20 and there were two people sitting at the bar talking to the bartender. They were all very friendly, but the bartender told us they were a little slow in the kitchen that night, so could we come back in half an hour. He said the cook was still chopping food. Neither my boyfriend nor I drink, so we headed back out into the cold, wet muck. We came back half an hour later and the bartender said they still weren't ready yet, but he seated us at a table and brought us soft drinks on the house for while we waited. The only other people in the place were the two people at the bar.
So we waited. And waited. The big screen TVs (one in the bar, and one in the restaurant) were on loud, and the ambience was non-existent. I suppose if we were sitting at the bar, we wouldn't have felt so out of place, but we stay away from bars. From where I was sitting, I could see into the kitchen. The Ethiopian woman who was in there didn't seem to be cooking or chopping any food at all. We couldn't hear any cooking noises, and I saw her picking up pots and pans and shrugging her shoulders. It looked like she was either looking for something or like she had no idea what she was doing in the kitchen. After half an hour, she came out to us and told us that she was sorry we had to wait, but that the waitress was very late. We expected her to take our orders herself, but she just turned and walked back into the kitchen. Then she made a phone call and spoke very animatedly to the other person, all the while, picking up pots and shrugging her shoulders.
We gave her 10 minutes during which time nothing changed. We thanked the bartender for the drinks, and left. It was 6:30.
What was that all about?!!! I understand that unforeseen circumstances can throw everything off, but why didn't they just tell us up front, instead of having us wait for nothing? I wonder how long it would have taken them to let us know what was going on. I don't know if we'll ever go back.
The atmosphere at Fasika is surely seriously lacking, but when my girl and I tried it a month ago or so, the food was great (and cheap).
That's weird about your experience (or lack of experience) there. Thanks for sharing though - I'll be calling ahead from now on before I leave.
Sounds to me like the chef didn't show up for work on time and she was just stalling you, trying to hang on to a couple of potential paying customers in hopes someone who knew how to cook would arrive.
Yep, sounds like one of the hazards of a place like this. Think of them as a dicey bar that sometimes serves Ethiopian food, rather than a restaurant. You caught them very early in the evening on what was surely a slow night (a weekday with nasty weather). Not to excuse your experience there, which doesnt sound fun.
Read around on the boards a little more - those of us who have said we liked the place have done so on the basis of food, I don't think anyone has suggeted the place offers much in the way of atmosphere or graceful service. Most posters have mentioned the awkwardness of the bar/resto split, the strange service issues, etc. To my mind, it is not a good place for a birthday celebration, especially if you are not interested in the bar portion of the room.
The food is still good (though by no means among the best Ethiopian I have ever tried), and if you have never tried Ethiopian, it might be worth a trip back sometime when you are in the mood for casual and funky. Try them on a Thrusday or Friday and go later, like 7:00 or so. They seem like a place that does better when busy.
Addis Red Sea might have been a better pick for a celebration, or perhaps some Brazilian Fish Stew at Moqueca. Sorry about your bad experience, esp on a birthday.