One was actually more than a year ago, and it still bothers me. The restaurant was not my choice, and in fact, it was very near a restaurant I was so yearning to try, but was nixed as "expensive looking." As it turns out, we did have an expensive meal, except that instead of being good, it was mediocre. Gloppy pasta, tired flavors, unfresh mussels, expensive wine.
This is a blog, and I'm a blogger, not a full-time restaurant reviewer, meaning I lack the time and treasure to return to places for follow-up. I won't be back, but it didn't seem right to pan the place. And since there was a reasonable crowd dining there, other people seem to like it well enough. Sometimes location is more important. I guess.
The other meal was superb: a smoked rib sandwich for about $7.
But still. $7. Hand-smoked. I wanted to tell everyone about the place, except that the service was not acceptable. Our lunch hour ticked away until more than 40 minutes had passed before our food arrived. We had to sprint back, eating on the way.
I'm comfortable discussing a place whose food and service were great, but in the absence of repeat visits, a negative impression is one I'm reluctant to pass along, for good or ill.