Restaurant Follies

Saturday night I'd identified a Greek/Mediterranean restaurant in Philly called Mediterranean 2000 for a post-film dinner. Called to verify they were open and asked about the cuisine. Heard "yes yes yes" in response to several questions.

Upon arrival saw a sign identifying it as a Portugese restaurant. Portugal is a long way from Greece. Pull out the GPS and identify a nearby place called the Holy Land. Okay, that sure sounds like the type of food we're looking for. Pull up in front of that establishment and there's a new sign that reads "Kosher Japanese Sushi."

It is about 8:30 p.m. and no food has been consumed for five or six hours. Surrender to the inevitable, pull into a strip mall and stroll into Copa Banana. This is one of three area locations. An experience with the South Street branch earlier in the summer left a bad taste in my mouth. Thought a mandatory tip of 17% regardless of the number of people at a table was robbery.

After sampling a few menu items, including a perfectly juicy bacon cheeseburger with Spanish fries on the side, decided to drop the robbery charges and go with the flow in the interest of good eats.