Welcome to Review Raiders, where we defend the honor of some of our favorite establishments from the savage judgment of the internet. In other words, we’re taking irrational restaurant reviews and giving them some constructive feedback. Now, let us be clear—we wholeheartedly believe in freedom of speech (and taste), which is precisely why we feel inclined to exercise our own. Every 1-star review has its story, and every story deserves a happy rebuttal.
*Stirs awake after a super gross snore*
Sorry about that, was just dreaming about my euphoric journey through the comfort food paradise that is Sap’s Fine Thai Cuisine. Seriously though, if I were any more relaxed I’d be having lunch at a day spa (which would cost too much money and ruin all relaxation). These guys just do it right—from the peaceful ambiance to the colorful ceiling to our server very patiently answering our 87 questions about which noodle is which. If it was socially acceptable to slam a nap in the restaurant booth, you bet your bottom I would have. So let’s see what made others feel differently.
pun/pən/ Noun. A joke exploiting the different possible meanings of a word or the fact that there are words that sound alike but have different meanings.
Bottom line, this isn’t a terrible pun. It’s actually not a pun at all. And if someone told me I could never again feed my soul with Sap’s wonderful and restorative menu, I’d rather spring myself into a cage full of bummer, or roll my happiness into a tiny ball and drop it in a dumpster, or pad up a box of my taste buds and launch it to the moon, or Thai a big bow on top of utter sadness and gift it to myself. Now those are some terrible puns.
I’d like to preface this last point with the fact that I did not catch our server’s name. Look, I should have, but I did not, and it remains a deep regret. So let’s just call her…Wonderfully Sweet Server, or WSS for short. Not only did WSS field every obnoxious question we had about the menu, she somehow made us feel not obnoxious at all. WSS made us feel welcomed. WSS made us feel at home. WSS filled our bellies (and our hearts) with the best dang chicken pad thai I’ve had in a long, long time — which is why I’ll gaze longingly at this photo of WSS whenever I think to myself, “remember that lunch that made me really sleepy, but in a good way?”
