I'd been to the Brookfield Louise's before so I felt good going here for dinner with some friends. I ordered the "special," it was a sea bass on spinach noodles, nothing extravagent. The girl next to me noticed the fishy smell from my plate, but I love fish and thought little of it. It tasted funny and I mentioned that I was displeased to the waitress, and she sympathized briefly but that was it. I didn't even finish the meal or my drink, which is definitely a rarity. I also made mention to another waitress that I knew previously. Went straight home instead of going out, just didn't feel well. Spent the entire evening and next morning in bed or on the toilet, with the chills and not sleeping but a few minutes at a time. Lost my whole weekend. When friends asked why I couldn't join them for the Packer/Seahawks game, and I explained why, two of them actually had similar stories from the SAME restaurant. What are the chances of that? It was then I decided I should call and at least alert them to a possible problem, talked to Matthew, mgr. and got no sympathy or any follow-up, he was classless and callous. Well, I think I've made my point. Next time, I'll wait the 30 minutes at Elsa's in that part of town.