Tuesday was my Birthday.  We planned to go to Etch.  Previously I would have said this is my favorite restaurant in Nashville.  We hadn’t been there for years do to surgeries and the COVID crisis.  We decided to go on my birthday for 2 reasons.  One it was my birthday.  Two, we had bought a discount coupon at the LBN.  The restaurant has fallen substantially.  We sat down and ordered drinks.  It took forever for them to arrive.  My martini was warm and in one of those old fashion champagne saucers.  I really hate that a first class (supposedly) restaurant can not have a proper martini glass.  I ordered the cauliflower appetizer which used to come on a special dish.  Now they just throw it on a plate.  Jim ordered octopus/shrimp bruschetta.  Which was a bunch of crap thrown on really hard toast logs.  He said you had to search for the octopus.  We both ordered the pork chop.  I ordered mine medium rare and Jim ordered his medium.  Mine was over cooked and too tough to cut.  Tonight it will be what it was like, dog food.  Jim at the suggestion ordered a wine that tasted like vinegar.  Of course,”I” was crazy.  He ordered some stupid dessert and we left.  A lot of money for water and dog food.

The owner Deb Paquette is either owner or partner in several restaurants in Nashville.  I believe she has extended herself too thin and at least Etch has really suffered.  Whoever was cooking there last night needs cooking lessons.  

The service stunk.  The noise level was over the top.  I could not hear the person next to me.  It was so noisy it actually drove me crazy.  Never again will I go to this joint.