Old Salty's — Restaurant in Brisbane City

We ordered our fish and chips at 4.30pm knowing how busy they would be on Easter Friday. When they told us it would be ready at 6.30pm we fully understood the delay.

Unfortunately, when we arrived at 6.30pm to pick up our order there was a massive line of people waiting around. It took us 15 mins just to get inside. They had 5 staff working with a very young, obviously frazzled, gentleman taking orders. I felt sorry for him as the two orders in front of us were lost and those customers were obviously very upset (knowing they wouldn't have been the first to be that way on the night).

When we finally got to the front counter, they did manage to find our order (after 4-5 mins of looking) but then told us our food was still about 1 hr- 1.5 hrs away.

Now I would have had no issue with this if the owners weren't still taking phone orders while we were there. Yes, they continued to take orders even though there were at least 20-30 orders backlogged with angry pre-paid customers ahead of those.

Also, letting a young kid face all of the angry customers while you hide around the corner is simply poor management.

We understand it is Easter and that you will be busy. However, this was...

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