“The Watershed runs itself,” its Director Dick Penny assured the recent meeting on the future of the Old Vic, which he may soon be running. Er, not according to Evening Cancer food critic Mark Taylor it doesn’t.
Taylor, like many fools before him, recently took his life in his hands and decided to eat a meal at our heavily subsidised Harbourside cinema with a bar. Not a good idea. The combination of bought-in bar food and disinterested staff never fails to displease.
The Blogger still recalls with a shudder the afternoon they mistakenly asked the girl eventually collecting their table-full of dirty glasses – that had been sitting there for over twenty minutes – if they had any cake? After receiving a look like we’d just offered her fifty quid for a blow job we were dismissed with a very abrupt “no” before she walked off with her nose in the air. We didn’t stay to eat.
Taylor did. And it was so bad the chef and the waiting staff tried to give him his money back! Here’s how he concluded his review:
It could be great.
If I was running the place, I’d change the menus wholesale and start again
Give the boy the gig! Considering its location, popularity and clientele he should be able to not only improve the grub but turn a considerable profit as well. Perhaps this could then be used to reduce the £100k a year grant (actually £140k last year) that Bristol’s council tax payers seem to have to hand the Watershed every year without question. The money saved could then maybe go towards things like adult education, whose budget is being slashed again this year.
And if Taylor does all right with the Watershed perhaps he could be packed off to the Old Vic to see if he can do anything there about the £300k of our council tax handed over every year for the ludicrous luvvies to bankrupt the place with?