Croce's Restaurant & Jazz Bar

A busy night on a recent trip to San Diego, my girlfriend and I scouted the Gaslamp quarter for a culinary delight. Croce's Restaurant & Jazz Bar stood out to us and my taint tightened as I realized the relation of the establishment to the late Jim Croce. A brute male hostess asked us if we would like to see the menu at the door, I said "no" in an offended matter.

We were sat and I cracked open the menu and experienced "sticker shock" as the entree's were priced at $35+ each. I had the money for such a meal, no question about that. If Jim Croce were alive he would have walked out of his own resturant. My girlfriend felt the same way.

I told her to exit through the bar and that I will follow soon after. I waited for the well-dressed male server to approach. I told him that I had said the wrong thing to my girlfriend and she had left me for the night. He bought my story, gave me a pat on the back and offered me his best at getting back into her good graces. We ended up dining at the Hard Rock Cafe across the street.