This restaurant gets a (-10) rating from us! March 3, we were visiting for the Annual Schenectady Junior Curl-In for our seventh year, it was suggested that a large group of us go to LTs for supper. Our team had eaten here about three years ago, and recounted what an awful meal and service experience we had then. Our hearts were set on going to Del Monaco’s (we had such an excellent dining experience here last year), however, we were told LTs had been renovated and was much improved, just around the corner and is also a sponsor for the Curling Club, so we agreed and one of the club members called and made a 5:45 p.m. reservation for our group of 15. We arrived and were told that it would be at least an hour before we would be seated. I asked ‘what is the purpose of making a reservation?’ I was told, ‘many people reserved before you’; why didn’t they just tell us 6:45 when we called? A temporary table was set up so we could have a drink while waiting, which only sat 8 women of our group. The 7 men stood against the wall behind an empty ‘reserved’ table for 8-10. A member of our group sat in a chair at this adjacent empty table (around 6 p.m.) & was told ‘you can’t sit there, sir’. This table remained empty until 6:30. During our wait, the main (and it seemed as if the only?) waitress was quick to take drink orders…several times. Finally, just after 6:35, Mr. Goldstock and staff set up a table to join our ‘temporary’ folding table (in a T shape) which was blocking the veranda door. More drinks were ordered, and then the waitress was ready to take our food orders; BUT when we asked to have separate bills, we were told ‘no it is too complicated’; half of us wanted to leave hearing this. It was 6:50 pm now. When the waitress was informed by one of the members of our group that several people would leave; she was defensive and felt she was being harassed, but he apologized and made it clear that he wasn’t trying to intimidate her, so she finally offered, ’we’ll figure it out, don’t worry about the bills’. So we placed our orders, and then… THE WAIT WAS ON… yet again. The first three meals arrive at 7:55; 8 minutes later, 2 employees carried out another 4 – 5; one meal being announced as ‘wings’. My husband said, ‘I ordered wings’. Mr. Goldstock was holding a dish of wings and asked ‘what type’; I answered, ‘we don’t remember’, so he rhymed off 3 or 4 types… ‘rubbed’ was my husband’s, apparently yet to come out of the kitchen, however, Mr. Goldstock then started with his aggressive behaviour, yelling and accusing my husband of ‘riding his waitress all night’. My husband stated that he hadn’t spoken to the waitress, other than to place his order, but by this time, Mr. Goldstock came over and was right in my husband’s face and threatened my husband, ‘better be careful not to touch me or you’ll be sorry and it’ll be the last thing you do!’ Mr. Goldstock refused to listen or bring his waitress over to confirm that my husband had only spoken to her to place our order. It was evident that Mr. Goldstock was looking for a fight, or perhaps a scapegoat to answer to his total mismanagement of this whole experience with our group. I was truly afraid he was going to strike my husband; I tried to pull my husband away from him and echoed the facts to Mr. Goldstock, but he wasn’t listening; he was crazed! Our son and another friend in our group also tried to explain and stop this ridiculous series of events from escalating any further. Finally, a woman came out of the kitchen and told Mr. Goldstock to ‘get in the kitchen!’ At the same time, a young blond employee came over, as if he was ready to ‘put up his dukes’! I told him, ‘get out of the way, we’re leaving!’ Which is exactly what we did … just as my son’s steak was arriving, we walked out. My husband’s wings were still yet to come. We asked our friends to pay our bill for us; we’d pay them back later. In retrospect, Mr. Goldstock is lucky we didn’t press charges for attempted aggravation and assault.