We had heard that the portions tended toward the smallish, but found the opposite to be true, with exceedingly ample portions dominating. Our initial seating-related wrestling match with our hostess rattled us.
Booths are for four people.
This odd appeal to our sense of justice temporarily silenced us, but as we were escorted to a dollhouse-sized table, we came upon an adjacent booth holding but two diners. Again, we pled our case, and were met with another stifFLy smiling rebuff. Realizing that we just couldn't fit our ample asses at this teensy table, we raised the stakes by stating our intent to leave. Our escort reluctantly acquiesced. And damned if we weren't totally wrong, as it was smooth sailing, baby, from there on out.