We had an altogether splendid meal at Roy’s in San Francisco last night. Really, every dish was very well made and tasteful without being overpowering. I was pretty impressed.
It would have been perfect were it not for our annoying racist waiter. He kept being condescending to us, and treating us like we were in high school. At one point he asked us if we wanted juice or soda. Uh, you don’t ask that kind of question at a fine restaurant. It bothered me, but it angered Jieun something awful.