Ok, here we are October 16th, 2007. We went to Miami Valley Hospital today for the big appointment about the possibility of gestational diabetes. We talked with a diabetic educator who did finally confirm that this is in fact a diagnosis, Angie does have this condition. I say it is about time someone came out and just said it. So, about 4 hours later we emerged much more educated than when we went in. She now has a diet that has to be followed along with checking her blood sugar 4 times per day. This is called in twice per week unless it is excessively high or low, then it is reported immediately. They define this as anything over 200 or less than 60. They also performed an ultrasound today and took some measurements of Jonathan. After plugging these measurements in to the handy calculator they have they have estimated that Jonathan is 3 pounds and 10 ounces, at this stage he should be 2 pounds and 4 ounces. So, we are going to work together to get this sugar thing under control. They say he is in the 90-95th percentile about 2 weeks ahead of the game. No cause for serious alarm at this point, but cause for action.

All right, last post I mentioned Adrianna’s restaurant in Sidney and warned not to go there. I will now explain why:

We tried to call Adrianna’s over an hour before we left to go there. The phone was continuously busy. We figured we would just drive over and take a chance that they were open and such. We arrived there at 4:23 pm, the first customers, to find that they had opened at 4:00 pm. When we pulled up they had on the sign out front information that they were running a buffet special and that menu items were available. So we thought, great, lets give it a try. We asked about the phone when we got there, the hostess/waitress/cook/bus girl/whatever else explained that the phone number has never worked since they opened and that they use the same number as the Pub. Ok, we’ll accept that, but they have been open for one year and nobody has called the phone company? Onward. We get seated and are told that the buffet items are not ready yet (they opened at 4:00?), just give them a few more minutes and she will be back with our drinks. She brings those back, sets them down and whisks away before we have a chance to mention the menu. A bit later she comes and tells us that everything is ready, the only thing missing on the buffet is cauliflower which would be out shortly and tells us that we can go ahead and get started. We inform her that we have no interest in the buffet, we want to order from the menus. Turns out that they are not doing that, it is their one year anniversary and they are doing the buffet only, but it contains things that are on the menu. Whatever, we’ve already been seated, have our drinks and have wasted 22 minutes, it is now 4:45 pm.

Well, before we get started Matt has to use the restroom. He comes back to the table speaking of disgust. The bathroom is filthy and smells like beer. He also tells us that the toilets do not flush. Well, he is 8 so we pass it off as exaggeration. To the buffet we go. The salad had outer leaves of the lettuce head, the thin dark green, sort of wilted ones. What do you put on your salad? Your choice here is cherry tomatoes, 6 types of dressing and croutons. Forget any ham, bacon, seeds or cheese; this is one of those fancy places. The regular items on the buffet were not too bad, they would pass in the Fazoli’s class of Italian, but they were all very watery, as if they were once frozen. Dessert, you had your choice of three varieties of thawed pies that were already sliced. The pie you had to pick up off the tray with thongs, no spatula or server here. Well, by this time Angie had to use the restroom. She returned with her depiction of this filthy wasteland, dark rings in the toilets as if they had not been cleaned in a while, filthy floors and counter; just disgusting. So I had to check things out for myself, I am a very hands-on person. I go in the restroom and my feet stick to the floor, the smell of urine about knocks me down. I check out the urinals, there are 5 places for them, one is missing the urinal and the rest of them do not flush…there are no out of order signs. This place is gross. There is a product dispenser on the wall selling choice products for arousal, protection and fun. Matthew later asks about this, should he have to see this in a fine dining establishment? We are far beyond ready to leave, we pay the bill and leave a tip for the waitress, not her fault she works in a dump, and we leave. But wait, there’s more.

While we were in the process of eating 2 other couples came in and left after they found out that they could not order off the menu. A third couple walks in, finds out and turns to leave. The manager stops them and tells them that they can order off the menu. So they sit down with their menus and proceed to look things over and decide what they put in their bodies. We are sitting there nearly at the end of our experience dumbfounded. We had to eat the garbage that was on this damn buffet while these people waltz right in and get menus. Yes, we were pissed.

After we leave we get in the car and Angie complains that she smells urine. Yep, it was our shoes from the men’s restroom. We got to thinking about the price versus what they showed on their sign out front and looked at the receipt to find out why it was so high. Turns out they graciously helped themselves to a 15% gratuity and did not really disclose that and we were too disgusted with the place to look at the bill very close, we wanted out of there before we contracted a disease. 15% gratuity for a buffet, are you kidding, we got our own food? So, they got that plus what we wrote in as a tip. We also noticed the top of the receipt has their phone number…the one that we called for over an hour, the one that has not worked for a year….why would you print it at the top of the receipt then? I can say that I am usually one to exaggerate things like this, but I assure you I am downplaying the experience. You have free will to do as you wish; I am just here to throw out some friendly advice, save your money and go eat somewhere else.

Within the next day or two I will have a copy of the diet plan that they gave to Angie to follow so people can take a look. Also, there is another general OB appointment tomorrow morning that I will post updates on so keep checking in, or easier yet, subscribe to the RSS feed. Throw me some comments on this post, I need feedback.

Take care web.