Fabulous darling….well it was, almost. Blossom is all the thing here right now, situated in the middle of the villas d’choice (this week), Sentosa, just off the ever deteriorating Jalan Laksamana / Jalan Pettinget thoroughfare (one has to ask when they’ll see fit to repair the worst major road in central Bali…they crave tourists but won’t fix the bloody road which is like traversing quarry).
It’s the restaurant and all the beautiful young, and not so young anymore, things in their flowing white resort-wear, and Paul Ropp, thinking they’re so tropical and sophisticated are loving it, and flocking.
The holidaying elite from
God, I sound cynical, but I guess you get like that when you’ve been traipsing around bars, clubs and restaurants for as many years as I have…but it’s not all bad...let me get over the jaded snipes before I move into a more positive mode. So, yes, the service….is shockingly bad…and for that there is no excuse in
It occurs though that Sentosa seems to be perfectly suited to the sort of people that came here, may spend years here, learn nothing of the language and spend no time either outside the Seminyak / Kerebokan / Canggu triangle, or with any Indonesians who are not serving staff. Which is a rather ugly reality.
But service….after we were seated, and ordered, there really wasn’t any to speak of unless we pointedly stood and waved furiously to call over a staff member, of which there were dozens milling around. Someone asked if they could take a chair from our table..we said no, we had another soon to arrive, and after all, it’s not KFC, at these prices. And to top it off, after having been there for just over an hour and a half, in which one of our party had ordered a bottle of Piper Heidseick, and before we’d been offered any coffee or desert, we were asked to vacate our very pricey table for the next sitting. We were polite in our refusal until they were out of earshot. And when the large bill finally arrived it had been overprinted several times and was unreadable. A request to reprint was met with reluctance. And then nobody seemed to want to collect payment.
So, yes, the service was flawed on every level but I still liked the concept…the bar was rather cool, it was a very enjoyable place to sit and talk; and the potential, assuming they bring in some local management to sort the issues, was promising. I need to feel a little excessively decadent at times and there are not many places on the island, despite the choices, that offer that.
To be honest we’ve found ourselves quite regularly at the quirkily cool new Café Bali (terrible name…great drinks) in Jl Laksamana, sitting on the veranda out the front sipping the very reasonably priced Caprioskas which are almost as good as the tried and true passion-fruit ones down Dhana Pura at Antique. It’s the best new bar on the isle…and the service, all Balinese, is rather good. I guess Blossom, despite misgivings, offers another option, and it will get better you would hope…..the place must have cost a fortune and they need to it to service that investment.