Zola Pre-theatre Dinner

The Distcos' waitress at Zola garnered positive marks out of sheer preparation and earnestness. She knew her job academically--by the book, let's say. You know the type. For example, she brought the Distcos black napkins (which most area restaurants neglect to do without prompting), accompanied by a rote, lengthy explanation of the reasons. When asked about an item on the menu, she screwed her gaze at the ceiling, slowly reciting the ingredients previously memorized.

None of this is very noteworthy. Unfortunately, neither was the food. Mr. Distco's skate wing came saturated with what had to have been liquid smoke. Well-cooked, but with a flavor appropriate for a Texas brisket, perhaps, but much too heavy for a delicate seafood dish. Mrs. Distco's mushroom crepe recalled no impression but "heaviness" when asked. The desserts were a high point. The Distcos will recommend both the Key Lime Cheesecake and the Pumpkin Pecan Roll.

On leaving, the bar caught Mrs. Distco's eye. Looks fashionable and comfortable. A couple of well-made Grey Goose martinis ensured that the Distcos likely will return for happy hour at least.