Peach Blossom

Our family celebrated a special occasion at Peach Blossom. The restaurant is beautifully decorated. The service was friendly and attentive. We found the authentic food to be among the best we have ever had. Everything tasted fresh and was prepared to order. Our experience was fantastic. Highly recommended. See pictures for everything from drinks, appetizers, main course and dessert.

Normally I would give 5 stars because this is my favorite place to eat at Turning Stone, but I had to give 2 this time. Here's why. Although the waitress was nice, I'm hoping she was just having an off night. Our reservation was for 8:00 on Christmas Eve, which is my birthday, which is why we went. It wasn't overly busy at that time, and they were open until 10:00. I feel bad for anyone who had to work that night, but you still expect good service. After we were seated, we waited quite awhile for our waitress to come over. When she finally came over to take our drink order, my hubby ordered a beer. She never asked if I wanted something to drink, which I didn't, but she still should've asked. I let that slide. I ordered an appetizer of VEGETABLE spring rolls and when they came out (all 2 of them), my hubby and I both took big bites and tasted a fish flavor. Turns out they were SHRIMP spring rolls, which I never would've ordered. We ended up eating them. Good thing neither of us is allergic to seafood, because that could've been bad. I let that slide, too. I knew she wasn't paying attention to what I actually ordered, especially since it happened again when we ordered our main meals...she asked what kind of rice we wanted. I said WHITE rice a couple of times to which she said "ok fried". I made sure to say WHITE rice again before she left and she nodded and said "ok white". We got FRIED rice. The nice guy who brought it out went back and got the white rice for us. Once again, slide. My hubby's glass sat empty for a long time as we waited for her to check on us. She finally came over and got him a drink... still never asking if I wanted a drink. I never did say anything to her about our crummy experience, or how unprofessional she was. I didn't mention how she seemed distracted or how inattentive she was to our needs. I'm sure she didn't want to be there on Christmas Eve, but she still had a job to do. One that she was still tipped well for, mostly undeserved. My advice to her: "Pay attention to what the customer is ordering. When they have to correct you, don't just repeat it back...make sure to change it in your system so they get what they actually ordered. Pay attention to the customer, period. Even if you're having a bad day, smile through it and provide the kind of service you would expect for yourself. It's basic customer service that makes people come back." This was our first unsatisfactory experience here. We'll go back. Just hoping we get a different server. But if we do get her...no more letting things slide.

Disappointing experience! My husband and I booked reservations here for our anniversary dinner and on par with the other restaurants at Turning Stone, the food was mediocre at best. My husband ordered a seafood dish while I ordered the general tsao tofu, but instead of tofu, I received general tsao chicken. When I brought this to the attention of the wait staff, I was not met with an apology but instead was told "you just said general tsao." I have been a vegetarian for well over a decade and know the importance of being specific when ordering, as many entrees are offered both vegetarian and non-vegetarian. The manager eventually came over to apologize and insisted upon giving me the correct plate, though my husband was already mostly through his dinner and I no longer wanted it. The actual general tsao tofu was very disappointing, not cooked well, and tasted heavily like ketchup, while my husband's seafood was overcooked and lacked flavor. I can forgive a poor customer service experience if the food is good enough, but in this case, both left a lot to be desired. Neither of us took our leftovers home. Needless to say, we will not be returning.