Without People Like You

Thank you, Karol C., Atlanta, GA for your review of Pommes Frites in New York, NY... 

… and thank god for people like you. Putting in the good work. Fighting the unfathomable injustices in the world. You’re a real Nelson Mandela. 

THAT WAS A JOKE. Git down off that horse, Karol. 

According to your review, you called and they told you they were closed, yet you took a taxi there anyway and then were surprised to find them… closed. All because Yelp said they were open until two. 

The thing about Yelp that people love to forget is that it is not the business’s website. They are not responsible for keeping Yelp up to date if they don’t want to. But please, let’s give this slimy company more power than it deserves. A company whose sales representatives threaten businesses with negative reviews if they choose not to advertise with them, and will then feature those negative reviews in retaliation. A company that hires fake reviewers to make up about 20% of their anthology. A company about whom - given enough time -  I could write a thesis comparing it with Facebook for destroying humanity. 

[SIDE NOTE: I’m not a saint; I do use this site. But only for things like bikini waxers (don’t want to get seared!) or previewing food pics before visiting a restaurant. And, of course, for this blog.] 

Let’s get back to your review. The thing is that it’s one in the freaking morning, Karol. No one willing to taxi for fries is sober at this hour. There’s a McDonald’s 2 and ½ blocks away, just go there. You’ll wake up with heartburn no matter what. Save the delightful experience of Pommes Frites and all its beautiful dipping sauces for a time when you are fully present and haven’t numbed your taste buds with copious amounts of alcohol. 

One out of five stars, Karol C. 

See you next Tuesday.