Woodhouse Day Spa, Montclair…. Barbounia, Manhattan

25 Oct


For my sister’s Bachelorette party I decided to mix a little relaxation in before the crazy.

We chose Woodhouse Day Spa, I’m not really sure why because the prices weren’t the best bargain we could find, but alas, this is where we ended up.

And all in all it was a good choice.

We had a room, it wasn’t private but we were alone for a chunk of it, where the spa provided us with cucumber water (LOVE!) and tea.  We got to hang out on the couches in between our booked appointments (there was 10 f us) and snack on mini quiche, bread sticks covered in salami, fruit, vegetables with various dips, and stuffed mushrooms.  We brought the food in, if that’s what your thinking, but they did set it up and clean it up for us.  We sipped flavor champagne and took pictures.


I’m a massage newb, so my barely satisfied rating may be based on my pick… the Swedish massage. I was told by the girls it was lame AFTER I expressed my dissatisfaction.  Apparently, you’re supposed to ask your masseuse to go rougher.  All in all, I’ve had friends that have given me better massages without me having to speak up.

But oh how relaxing!  And the bride to be had a blast; she apparently had to sit in a bathtub LOL.

But we’ve now worked up an appetite.

As I am sure by now you’ve noticed, my people are Mediterranean happy, so of course we chose a Greek place in Midtown. People suggested Barbounia to me, but I wanted to be the one to come up with the plans.  And so, after much research, when I discovered Barbounia and got really excited, I then realized it was the same place that was originally presented to me. I sucked up my pride.

I called for the reservation, normally the large party we had would require some sort of pre-fixed delio but the events girl was nowhere to be found so they just gave me a table.

As soon as we came in someone told me that the cork fee was $35.  Wow I didn’t know the place was BYOB, so of course a $35 cork fee was nothing in comparison to city cocktail prices.  I hurried back to the limo to retrieve our bottles only to be told, based on size; they would be charging $50.

I set my budget for the night extremely high, and $15 was not a big deal, but they told me 35 and I would not go down without a fight.

My waitress was a sweetheart, yesing me to death and I drunkenly vented to her.  In fact, they were all sweethearts.. except whoever was from management I had to deal with.  I think he’d had some Russian name I can’t remember.

What happened to the customer is always right?  It’s my sisters Bachelorette party for Heavens sake!  I understand this place is prestigious and could survive without our business, but they could also afford to waive this extra charge and provide me with the original price I was told, or at least send me a friggon free piece of cake as an apology.

No, instead my dinner started off full on arguing with this irritating man, and if you’ve read my other posts, I’m not a fussy being.  But fair is fair.

“Hey, I was told the corkage fee was $35 so I went out of my way to call the limo back.”

“Yes but your bottles are bigger than standard and we have to make some kind of profit” (as if $35 to open a bottle isn’t a profit)

“Listen I work in the restaurant business myself, I know you have some leeway here” (Even I had leeway and I only waitressed)

“Oh you work in the restaurant business? Good for you.”

“Are you giving me an attitude?”


He might as well of snorted. Full on attitude.  Listen dude, you may work at a really nice restaurant  but at the end of the day it’s still a restaurant.  You are not above me. You are here to serve me.  How dare he look down on me like that?!

I walked away.  I was already getting vibes from the other girls that me being difficult is only going to ruin my sisters day.

We shared some appetizers among the table. I think it was spicy feta, hummus and roasted eggplant.  The bread was TO DIE FOR.  We also ordered fired calamari.


And I split a lamb entree with one of the other bridesmaids.  I couldn’t tell you exactly what we ordered, seeing as I wasn’t even hungry at this point I just volunteered to share whatever she picked.  It was very good.



My sister LOVED the food.


She kept insisting we  go on a double date with me there.  In fact, I believe she did come back with her future husband months later.

It was a good time.  Besides the wine incident, the service was very nice and the place was beautiful. The goal was to spoil her so I did just that.


But personally, after my issue with the management, I think I’ll pass and go somewhere I feel appreciated next time.


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