I have an update on The Red Iguana. They are back open for business.
Both Joe and I felt really bad about leaving the restaurant and not paying for our food. Even though it was not our choice to leave without paying, being herded out of there by the Salt Lake City police because of the events going on next door at the motel.
We talked about what we would do to make things right, in our eyes and on our conscious. Especially since we don’t live close to the Red Iguana and won’t be able to just drop in and pay them.
I wrote a check for $50 hoping this was going to be enough to cover our dinner and leave a tip for our server – Octavio. On a sticky note I wrote what we had ordered and stuck both the check and the sticky note in an envelope, then mailed it from the hotel office the day we checked out.
We were going to be headed back to Grantsville, Utah to the Wal-Mart to get more trucks and were planning on staying at the same hotel then drop in at the Red Iguana and pay with a credit card if they did not want to accept a check. No such luck. A huge outdoor convention is being held in Salt Lake City and there is not a room to be had for miles around.
I called and spoke with the manager on duty at the Red Iguana and asked if they had received the envelope I had mailed. It was there.
I was told the restaurant was back open for business on Sunday at 2:30 in the afternoon. They had a huge mess to clean up before they could reopen.
I never thought about what they were left with. As we were all told to leave by the police, all the dishes were left on the tables as they had been when we got up to leave. The pots and pans in the kitchen were still on the stoves and in the ovens, after the burners had all been turned off.
Kind of like coming into your kitchen and dining room after a huge party the morning after and seeing all the remains of the festivities left behind for you to clean up all by yourself.
The police gave them the go ahead to return to the restaurant at 11:30 Sunday morning and they walked into that mess.
Can you imagine the aroma of stale food left out for nearly two days? I bet there were a lot of trips to the dumpster made that morning. The dishwasher would have been up to his/her neck in tableware, pots, and pans.
The wonderful sauces, or Moles (prounounced mo-lay-s), would have to be thrown out and new made. Can you imagine the chatter that was going on during all the clean up? Each person telling their story of the events and of what they did with the unexpected days off.
I’m glad to know they are back open for business. Even though the wait times to be seated are long it has always been worth the wait. With the outdoor convention in high gear just a few blocks away I hope the Red Iguana enjoys many new patrons that will return the next time they are in town. Likewise, the local patrons will be assured their favorite restaurant is back open.
This event being on the national news, no less, and the coverage they have had from the Food Network’s Diners, Drive-Ins, and Dives show can help draw in customers. Even for the curiosity seekers that just want to say they had been to the Red Iguana after all the mayhem.
To all those at the Red Iguana, this is to let you know the next time Joe and I are in town we will be standing in line, waiting for a seat at one of your tables.