The Vault Restaurant - Tulsa

My dilemma; a tossup between the Free-Range Chicken sandwich and the cobb salad. A logical compromise; the Free-Range Chicken sandwich and a side salad. The house dressings described by the waiter, sounded bland, so back to fries for the side. My wife ordered a large “The Auto Bank Salad” with a fruity description of having strawberries, apples and pecans. The chicken sandwich had a nice large portion of flattened, fried, egg battered chicken breast. No sign of the Buffalo sauce that attracted me to the sandwich. It did have mayonnaise, not mentioned in the description. Maybe it had been marinated in a little Buffalo sauce. Regardless, bland and unsatisfying. I kept looking at my wife’s salad while I was eating. It was the most god-awful, boring looking, excuse for a salad I had ever seen. I commented to that. She replied that it was far from what she expected. The reason, it was not what she ordered. At this point in the meal, she had suffered through most of the miserable salad, too late for a redo. The waiter had indeed, placed the proper order with the kitchen as indicated on our receipt. The kitchen staff, apparently exercising their prerogative, subsisted her order with a terrible Hearts of Palm salad. The waiter could have salvaged the experience if he had checked what he was delivering to the table. When the waiter delivered the check, I pointed the failure documented on the receipt. He apologized for the mishap. The restaurant was a disappointment from start to finish.