Cafe del Mar

Atrocious Service, Wrong Music, Spectacular Disaster

As much as the place looked and felt really good, the basic service standard was atrocious.

It was the opening night and the girlfriend and I were unable to get a drink for the 2 hours we were there. All the wait staff either turn their blind eye or lied that they could not take customers' orders. Then I realized that they would only take orders only if you opened a bottle. Opening party is one thing, but cashing in like this is just not right. I have much doubts if they would improve in this area.

Being a Friday night, the amount of clothes were also, well, a little too much. But then again, the invited came straight from work, and in their conservative partying wear/casual work wear. It's a contrast to the ambience with that light-painted wade pool that was expecting frolicking bikini-babes (unfortunately there were none on Friday). So try going on Saturday instead.

The music on the opening night was totally off. Sure the DJs were good in their own right, but shouldn't the place sound and feel like Café Del Mar instead of MOS or Zouk? The DJ's spins were so different from the sample music on the website it felt you entered the wrong place. Plus there wasn't really a decent dancefloor, so I thought it was a major f***-up.

Once again, toilets. There needs to be government intervention on the minimum number of female toilet cubicles for a club. Once again the line at the ladies extended to forever, while there were only a handful of men in the gents. After so many establishments, new clubs ought to know that the ladies to gents ratio should be something like 5 : 1. But yet they would rather the ladies queue up in an orderly manner like some flesh parade... Oh wait, I guess that's the idea.

If I ever visit again, remind me to buy my beverages at the 7 Eleven and finish them before entering.