Restaurant Review- Bubba Gump Shrimp Company
During my little yarn jaunt over the weekend, we stopped at the Bubba Gump Shrimp Co. restaurant in Long Beach. There's not much to this review, honestly. I was completely unimpressed with the food. In all fairness to the BGSC people, I had a headache and ended up taking my food to go, but doubt that I would have been much more impressed with the food had I eaten there.
Bubba Gump Shrimp Company is a international chain of of casual seafood joints themed on the movie Forrest Gump. I enjoyed the movie immensely but found the restaurant theme trite and vaguely obnoxious. Somehow it cheapens the film. The BG menu features a select number of sandwiches and entrees, a very basic drink menu featuring Lava Flows and flavored margaritas, and oddly enough, smoothies. I ordered the fried chicken and mash meal and my roomie ordered the shrimp and fries. I hate to say it, but the chicken was better than the shrimp. I'm reasonably sure that the shrimp were breaded in panko bread crumbs which gave them an odd flavor. The fries were handcut, skin on shoestrings. These were actually not bad although their mashed potato counterpart was just gross.
The one redeeming quality of the whole experience was the service. BGSC has a unique approach to getting a server to come and help you. Each table has two license plates marked "Run Forrest Run" from Jenny's famous quote and "Stop Forrest Stop" based on the signs used to help Forrest when he played football at the University of Alabama. The "Stop" sign is used to signal that a table needs service and "Run" means that all is well. In my case, when I flipped up the red plate, I had a server in about 30 seconds and when I forgot to flip it back to blue, I ended up with two more servers about a minute later. If the service is that good, it seems odd that the food would be less than tasty. Perhaps I'll give it another go at a different location.
Bubba Gump Shrimp Company
Locations
Bubba Gump website
Overall rating: 3 (out of 10)
Service: I recommend a minimum 20% tip. (10% - 30% range)
Parking: Parking in the adjacent parking structure. 2 hrs free with validation.
Price: $$ (out of $$$$$) I thought it was a bit expensive all things considered.
Food: One tail down
Figaro Enjoys Wolfgang Puck
This is more proof that Figgie thinks that he's a human people. Cats will eat some unusual things and usually want a sniff or taste of whatever you happen to be eating, but I've never seen one eat a potato chip before. He actually had 3 or 4 of these homemade chips from Wolfgang Puck's takeout restaurant in downtown L.A. Of course, we're talking about the cat who will sell his soul for chocolate Haagan Daaz and steal the empty pints from the trash so he can stick his head in them.
Labels: forrest gump, l.a. dining, los angeles restaurants, restaurant review, seafood restaurant, shrimp
posted by Sionnach, the Celtic Kitsune | 2:02 PM
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The Mighty Fang eats pretty much anything, but he especially likes rubber. He hauled the spare inner tube for my bicycle out of its bin and chewed it to shreds, somewhat disconcerting to me when I went to get my spare tube due to a flat tire and noted it was no longer a tube! He eats rubber bands. No, I am not joking. He eats rubber bands. I can't leave a rubber band lying on the counter or anything, he actually eats it. Yes, EATS it. As in, I look up and the wriggly little end of it is disappearing down into his gullet, presumably to come out the other end at some point in the future (though occasionally he'll yak it back up on the carpet along with a disgusting hairball).
Cats are gross. Unless they're sitting on your lap purring, in which case they can be forgiven for almost anything... both of my cats take turns doing that. Otherwise they'd be back at the shelter. I lie. They'd still have a home even if they were the most evil-tempered cats from hell rather than the sweet kitties that they are. I'm such a sucker for furry critters...
-- Badtux the Cat-owned Penguin
Rubber, now that's a new one. Figaro enjoys snacking on the tips of Q-tips, but only the used ones, mind you. He is permanently banned from the bathroom because I got tired of finding a stash of cottonless q-tip sticks under the sink.
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