Upon entering B. Cafe West, you're accosted by a women with a frowm, whom is supposedly the host, yet their is nothing about her demeanor that suggests that she actually wants to be their or welcome you to have a good meal. Surprisingly, this was not the first time we have encountered her and been rushed to the table so she could continue texting on her phone.
It took about 12 minutes, to be precise, for the waiter to greet us, pour water, and take our order. Food took approximately 14 minutes to come out of the kitchen, yet to say it was good would be a bold faced lie. The eggs for the eggs Benedict were over cooked along with oil soaked French fries. My dining companion ordered a burger, which surprisingly, came out at slightly colder than room temperature, since there were char marks around the burger; suggesting that it had actually been on a grill at some point in time, yet not in the past 20 minutes.
The hardest part to belive about all of this was that after waiting for the check, it seemed the entire front of house staff decided to go towards the bar to chat with one another, leaving the back waiter to be the only one clearing tables.
Sadly, this is the last time I'll ever visit this restaurant until things improve, all good things must come to an end.