Boathouse Portuguese restaurant

This restaurant was both my choice and her choice, but it was mostly hers. The "Boathouse" is the most famous Portuguese restaurant in Macau, so famous that ordinary tourists like her know it. Ordinary tourists don't go out of their way to go to the "Frando" in the black sand beach or the "Jiurufang" in the alley, although I began to miss the latter two after a few bites.

The service of the houseboat is the best of the three. Truly professional service.

Whether you have a quarrel at home today will not be seen from your face at work, willing to help guests, whether it is so-called or not.

The closing time of the dishes is properly grasped, and the tableware is provided for the convenience of guests, and any movement will not give guests an uncomfortable feeling.

Knowledgeable about the dishes.

Be appropriate in language, including body language such as a smile.

I have read thousands of restaurants, and there are really few of the above, and many high-end restaurants have extremely unstable service due to factors such as staff turnover and salary costs. The staff of the houseboat are all over 3 years old, and all kinds of guests have seen the pampering and unfazed look. Sophisticated but not old, always smiling.

I didn't have a seat when I went because I didn't have a reservation, and asked me for 1 and a half hours later. I offered to store the things I bought first, and arranged it immediately, so busy and helped me store things, including refrigerator food, very impressed.

The impression was later offset by the ordinariness of the food.

This dish is not salty or light, and the overall flavor is greatly reduced.

The seafood soup is a bit thin, there is no rich seafood, and the marinade used to fry tripe is also bland and featureless.

The roast beef ribs recommended by everyone are eaten everywhere in Shanghai.

The ratio of prawns to flange is a few notches worse.

Only Niu Li is good and tender enough, but it is only the average level in Hong Kong and Macao.

The Sangria that I ordered at every table didn't have the same appetite as a few in Shanghai.

It feels like it's famous, but it's actually hard to deserve.

The environment is still very distinctive, there are many people and it is very lively, and it is very happy to travel here to eat.

I can only laugh.

Does it matter? We just had a meal. ”

Well, send you a little poem.

When living in the Potala Palace.

My name is Zhiming Cangyang Gyatso.

When living in Lhasa at the foot of the mountain.

My name is the prodigal son.