Why do you go out to a restaurant? To eat? I don’t think so. Not me, anyway. I go to a restaurant not to eat, but to enjoy eating. This means eating with someone . . . and generally having a conversation. You can’t have a decent conversation if you can’t hear. It’s tough to beat the combination of good food and a lively conversation.
The worse place I have ever eaten was Chuck E Cheese’s with those mechanical characters. Wow! Too many yelling kids. I also stay out of most bars . . . too many yelling kids over the age of twenty-one. Exceptions are El Toro (in Ponders and Tacoma), and Katie Downs along Tacoma’s waterfront. I love the food and the wait staff at El Toro. At Katie Downs I almost always order the fish and chips with a couple of the prawns added for good measure. I have switched from the curly fries to salad. I eat at these places in spite of the noise, but have a long history with them.
A new place that is just plain loud might get a walk in from me, but I might be just as quick to turn around and leave. A friendly bar with good food and normal conversations is always a good find.
My favorite places for food and conversation are Bruno’s in Lakewood, Lobster Shop on Ruston Way, and Pacific Grill in downtown Tacoma. We also like Anthony’s by the ferry landing at Pt. Defiance. These restaurants have been around for some time and know how to keep their customers happy.
“Restaurants are so loud because architects don’t design them to be quiet. Much of this shift in design boils down to changing conceptions of what makes a space seem upscale or luxurious, as well as evolving trends in food service.” – theatlantic.com/technology/archive/2018/11/how-restaurants-got-so-loud/576715/
It can get a little loud at the bar in Pacific Grill during happy hour, but it’s always worth it. It’s the hard surfaces that make restaurants loud. When we go for fine dining at Pacific Grill, the tables are far enough apart that conversations have never been a problem. The restaurant also has high ceilings.
When my buddy Jim and I go out for lunch each month we like to talk. If we can’t hear each other, it makes it difficult to tell stories and enjoy ourselves. Three months ago we visited an oriental food place for lunch, but they were chopping food so loudly we couldn’t hear. It’s the same when Peg and I go out to breakfast with friends on Sunday mornings. We want to hear, laugh, and kid each other.
Sometimes I go to lunch with clients, so I look for a relaxed atmosphere, good food, and a low noise level. When I dine with my wife Peg, we are looking for good food and a chance to share.