The Mad Italian — Restaurant in Chamblee

DO NOT EAT HERE! If eating here is mandatory for you, avoid the server Ariel at ALL COST. Me and my wife came in for lunch to try this place out for the first time. That was a real mistake. The host (Jayda i believe) was kind and welcoming. She led us to our table and let us know our server would be with us shortly. For about 7 minutes, we watched a couple different servers work the tables next to us but nobody even said hello. We went back to the host and asked who our server was. She went to find our server who didnt seem to be too enthusiastic about serving us. Instead of immediately coming to our table, the host returned and informed us that she was busy with 3 tables and should get to us soon. She took our drink order. When the host returned with our drinks, Ariel (our server) met her at the table. She very nonchalantly asked us "what did you want to order today". We gave her our order and waited for our food. After our food was delivered by the runner (who was very kind), we began to eat. I was disgusted by the meatball hoagie and was waiting for Ariel to return to check on us. She never did. When i finally grabbed her attention, I humbly asked her "can i please change this order out for something else?" She asked me what was wrong with it and i told her it was nasty as hell. She didnt say a word. She just grabbed my plate and walked off with a heavy sigh and obvious frustration and attitude in her body language. Once my new meal arrived, she once again never returned to our table. She never checked to make sure the food was ok OR to give us refills. We had to watch her be courteous and conversational and helpful and kind to EVERY table around us. We did not get anywhere close to the same treatment. Being that me and my wife were both servers at one point in time in our lives, we knew exactly what was going on. At this point, it was obvious to us that we were not welcome and we were ready to leave. We had to get her attention again to ask her for to go boxes and our check. Interestingly enough, her tone with us changed. Now that is time to tip, she began to smile when she spoke to us and even offered to-go drinks. When she returned with my card after paying the bill she immediately offered an an excuse for our service by mentioning the fact that she had other tables and a party table as well. I told her i didnt care to hear her excuses and she didnt hesitate to walk away. I began writing my grievances on the merchant copy of the receipt. She interrupted and said "you dont have to write that because im the manager." I was shocked that ANYBODY would make her a manager of ANY sort. She shouldnt even be the manager of sanitation services. I told her that i can write whatever i want to write, i wasnt interested in hearing her excuses, or being bothered by her since she was tap dancing (figuratively) for all her other tables but decided not to give us the same type of service. She felt offended and began to walk away as i was speaking. She told me (from a distance) that she wasnt going to argue with me. At this point, the packed out restaurant fell silent and was paying us their full attention. I made sure to be loud enough to mention that she never checked on us, never gave us a refill, never asked how our food was, ignored us, and didnt want to serve us initially. I told her that she should have given us the same type of service that she was giving to everybody else. At that point, she responded to me with a "please leave or i will call the police!" We were ignored, mistreated, disrespected, and threatened with the police. We can deal with the food not being to our liking. Everybody has preferences. But what should not be tolerated is unprofessionalism and disrespect from the establishment you are spending money with. I repeat..... DO NOT EAT HERE! Businesses hire people that represent the company. Apparently, Ariel is a key representation of the Mad Italian. Not only will i never return. I will also discourage EVERYBODY i know and ANYBODY that i can reach from visiting this vile...

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The place has always had space issues, so it's always been difficult to feel comfortable when you have little to no room to get to your table from the front door. Now, onto the food: the cheesy bread was fine, but I asked for a salad with no onions and still got onions. So, my entire salad tasted like onions. My lasagna was NOT hot, it was warm at best. My daughter ordered buffalo chicken fingers and it said it came with celery. The chicken breading was hard and they gave her old slightly warm refried to the point of them exploding if you pinched them, disgusting tater tots. She asked for blue cheese dressing, which the waitress kept forgetting and when it finally arrived it was warm, which is gross for a cheese based dressing and she would not risk eating. My husband ordered the sausage diavolo and the sausage thrown on top looked like it had been dug up from a civil war graveyard, fried, and thrown on top of his food. It was disturbing, gross, and bravely he tried a bite and almost threw up. His "garlic toast" was a hoagie bun slathered with so much herbs it was like trying to eat lawn clippings on an overly dried out piece of bread. As we left, we noticed how disgusting and caked on with "stuff" the hood over the cook top is and I felt like I needed to call John Taffert or someone from a restaurant rescue show, because this place needs help and before they decide to move into the ex night club new location up the road, with a dark parking lot that they're renovating next to Taco Bell. I highly suggest you get a can of Chef Boyardee before you drop the same cash with less quality and quantity of food as Ippolito's which is a million times better and closer to REAL...