I went to your cute shack last Friday, 7/24/09 and walked in. These 2 young kids looked at me and did notknow what to do. I am white and blonde and (I think) quite attractive, I try. Right away they said (which I understand) Do you have reservations? I was sorprised and I said: I did not know. THEN: these 2 girls gave me another NEGATIVE: It is only cash. In a tone that I felthey did not want me there. So they proceeded to give me a little table AGAINST THE WALL at the bar, I felt like a dog who peed in your carpet. And they gave me the menu. I never heard the word: WELCOME, MADAME! CAN WE HELP YOU? OF COURSE, WE WILL TRY TO ACCOMODATE YOU.... etc..... I felt pretty UNWELCOME and ran away... I am not a young kid and I have been to quite a lot of unbelievable restaurants in my life and this I tought would be fun. I am dying to try your jerk rubs. I am a gourmet cook and I want to try your fantastic (or so they say( food, but to no avail. I am a local artist (oil paints) and I am very bohemian. I just wanted to have famous Jamaican jerk in my life, but it looks like I am not welcome. What do I do? PLS HELP. LOVE
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