Okay, so you are asking to be verbally mauled by parent’s everywhere J.
I checked out your website, and while most of your menu would cause me to vomit and or die (I’m sure it tastes good and it looks lovely, I just have an allergy to seafood) there was enough stuff there to make me contemplate finally jumping across the pond to visit the land of my ancestors and your restaurant.
I would have to say as a mother of FIVE children that I absolutely wouldn’t dream of taking my children to an establishment such as yours. What a waste of my good money that would be.
While I make sure they are exposed to well prepared food at home and do my best to broaden their palates, with the exception of the teenager (proud mother of a future classically trained chef), they are far happier eating out at places that provide nuggets of various flavors and crayons to color on the table cloth.
The reason why you don’t cast pearls before swine is that it is a perfectly good waste of pearls and it makes the pigs cranky.
So, torture for the kids, torture for me and torture for others who are paying good money for a dining experience that is the culinary equivalent of a night at the theatre not a night at the Cineplex. Nope, I eat enough cardboard pizza for them, food such as yours is reserved for adults.
As long as you are up front and consistent about not serving children (don’t let them book and don’t let somebody else’s eight year old in and not mine) I might be willing to pay extra for my night out away from parenthood.
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