Girlfriend and I drove 4 hours for a getaway at the “Adrift Hotel”. This review does NOT reflect on the hotel as it will on the restaurant.
I won a two night stay certificate in a fishing tournament package deal kinda thing. Did some research and loving seafood looked up the “Pickled Fish” restaurant menu. We were in a Deluxe King Ocean View on the 4th floor. Our door was about 25 feet to the entrance of the Pickled Fish. How convenient and a decent view from our room. Looking forward to the oyster selections on the menu and calling ahead to find they are fresh every day – I already had my order before leaving my room. Were seated at 4:00 as they opened the doors (open 4-10pm). Happy hour is 4-5pm. Most things on the happy hour menu are 1 -2 dollars off regular price. Ordered some oyster shooters – they have no oysters. ??!!?!!!?!! None – not a single oyster. So my main oyster 2 day dining plans and call ahead questions and confirmation consisted of ill information and somebody not checking the stock. Ordered the crab cocktail to snack on while going over the menu again.
DO NOT order the crab cocktail!! $10 bucks and how do I put this – first off by the time it came it was room temp – not a great way to serve seafood. I love cocktail sauce and prefer it with a stronger horseradish bite. I eat hot foods (fresh jalapenos and habaneros type stuff) but when the heat or spice is so strong you can’t taste the food – what is the point of paying for fresh seafood? I am prior Navy so I have seen lots of seafood and paid for cocktails all over the world – this is the worst cocktail I have ever had. I would bet there was less than 2 tablespoons of crab meat – at least that much “spicy sauce” served in a martini glass filled with a cup and a half of green leef? Spinach? The glass was filled literally to the top of the rim with ? green leaves so it was a flat platform, Maybe 2 tablespoons of crab meat and sauce all the way around it running down the rim. No lemon. First bite just the crab – room temp but fresh flavor. Bite 2 – and not much left - crunch! The tip of the claw was still in the meat. Granted it was only the very tip about the size of an average guys pinky nail – but caught it on the edge of a tooth, shattered and buried a sliver of the shell between two molars into the gums. A small chip out of the tooth and a piece of shell stuck between tooth and gums. Sip on some ice water, weird – everything suddenly tastes like blood. Oh good – the halibut poppers have arrived. Waitress and I have a brief conversation on the quality of the cocktail and shell tip she takes away but was nice enough to leave an extra napkin for the blood dripping from my face and telling me they can “obviously comp it”. I KNOW that is the LEAST they can do at it is becoming clear at this point their motto should be “the LEAST we can do”. (Halibut poppers were good – 6 pieces about the size of average chicken tenders). They are juicy and quite pleased with them. Girlfriend ordered the same. That was the whole 10 dollar meal – 6 pieces and they gave her some tartar sauce – I had to ask for some. Finish that and although it was not a “meal” I was more concerned with the growing annoyance of something must be stuck in my gums cause it is getting worse and the bleeding hasn’t stopped. And the beer comes in a 8oz? (not full) ball canning jar for $5 – not impressed. Time to go back to the room. Waited 10 mins – then got up and tracked her down, told her it’s still bleeding and I wanted to get the bill to go back to the room and floss or dental pick it out. 10 mins later – I am standing at the cash register when I get the receipt. Of course it is WRONG – and she comp’d one of the halibut popper meals. Prices are full price – not happy hour prices. I inquire – she said she thought I got the crab shell out of the poppers. WTF? I was choking on chipped tooth and blood when you brought the poppers – and how does crab shell inside of halibut meat make sense and how do I get crab shell out of poppers before you brought them to me? ANOTHER 10 mins. To fix the receipt and run the card. Glad it wasn’t serious like a vein cause I would have bled to death by now.
Go to my room and spend the next 10 mins pissed off working out this shell sliver and tip backwards out of the hole in my gums. 90 minutes later – the girlfriend is throwing up her halibut poppers and sleeping the rest of the night by the toilet. We do NOT believe it was food poisoning – and she liked the poppers too. Just bad timing / tummy didn’t agree ?
Live band starts around 6pm and is so loud we can’t hear the movie we rented over the music and the drunks in the hallway going out for smokes and back.
Glutton for punishment – at 9 pm – now that my mouth has had a chance to calm down and I’m hungry again, call in an order for PICKUP. This will again be a disaster. New waiter. Takes my order of another halibut poppers (with tartar sauce) and I ask about the sliced apples or vegi snack for the girlfriend because she was hungry but not feeling that well. We talk a moment and the girlfriend changes her mind whilst starting the now routine momentary dry heaving. I cancel her snack and he asked if I still wanted to get the poppers – I say yes. 15 minutes later, standing in the restaurant to pay and pick up my order – I wait about 5 min and a waiter approaches. “Can I help you?” Called in an order about 15 minutes ago of some halibut poppers I am here to pick up – “DOH!!” I forgot to put your order in – can you come back in about 10 mins?” Why sure, nothing at this point is going to really impress or shock me so what the hell – my rooms only 25 feet from here. I go down to the lobby and ask if there is someplace close by for something to help the girlfriends hungry unhappy tummy – helpful front desk staff say we have yogurt – buy some yogurt and head upstairs. Drop off the yogurt and check on girlfriend – back to pickled fish – waiter walks up and hands me this small brown box with a receipt – fit in the palm of your hand box – I suspiciously open it and see its tiny contents – a leaf of lettuce with 3 small about 50 cent piece sized halibut poppers – no sauce or lemon which I ask for again. WTF is this? And why am I paying $2 less than the order I placed? It’s the kiddies menu halibut poppers…. Oh – that makes no sense – I am a big guy 220 lbs – do I look like a kiddie meal kind of guy to you? Hell with it – I paid the bill and went to my room and take a picture just for this review using a US 25 cent/quarter for comparison. THe picture is as I got it and opened it - not impressive.
We left the next morning – so much for an ocean view romantic weekend getaway – just pure restaurant hell that ended up with ripoff costs, chipped tooth, hole in the gums, crappy service, low amounts of the food you pay for and a sick girlfriend just miserable wanting to go home.
A gentlemen in the elevator on our way out asked what I thought of the restaurant – I filled him in and when we hit the crab cocktail – he said “Thank God, I thought it was just me. Never had a cocktail before and that was the most pathetic $10 ever spent”. Told him to try it again somewhere – anywhere else. Want a better experience - Go anywhere BUT the stinky fish – ANYWHERE.
Upon leaving I thanked the front desk staff as I was happy with their help and friendly environment attitudes. However I told them I would be writing a pretty harsh review in details of the restaurant. Tried to contact restaurant manager or owner to discuss my displeasure and was put on hold for 18 mins when I hung up and called back to find out there was "no one available" at the moment. But I could leave a note of my complaint. They didn't seem to care and the waitress sure as hell didn't seem to care about me bleeding in the damn restaurant - So here it is Pickled Fish - Here is my complaint note - it isn't pretty and it isn't private.
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