We ended up there after the countdown as we were in Nali Patio and everywhere was packed except for this place, which I later understood why.
After ordering our drinks, one barmen slipped his hand INSIDE his pants for a quick scratched then proceeded to prepare my friend's cocktail. We stopped...him immediately and asked another bartender to make it.
The music was bad and the DJ kept on cutting song in the middle or stopping for mins while being visibly drunk, which I’m fine with since it’s NYE and we were there for one last drink anyway before heading home. That, until I made a remark on how bad the music was. The snowflake DJ from Colombia got so annoyed started being aggressive towards me and my wife, asking us to leave because he “says so”.
Another guy appeared — I later learned he was the Venezuelan owner/chef named Daniel Urdaneta. One of his nostrils was runny and he was clearly acting like he’s on cocaine. It was disgusting to look at that while listening to him, let alone that he was high as a kite so whatever he was trying to say didn’t make any sense. He pushed his DJ back to prevent him from assaulting us, but seconds later, the cokehead turned and tried to attack me. All of that while my friends and I were calm and just trying to leave.
He called two more Chinese guys dressed in black and a Hispanic-looking macho in order to intimidate us. They ended up holding him back as he was irritated by the fact that I remained calm and didn’t engage in anything. He was cussing at us in Spanish and trying to break free and reach me. The Hispanic bodyguard was trying to estimate the situation and figure out who’s at fault. It was clearly his boss, so he was apologizing to me while the mad owner screaming in the back.
After telling them that I'm going to write a review, the DJ then came and apologized to me too, saying that me sitting on the table was the reason why he got mad, but also because I said “the music sucks”.
I have never eaten there before and most probably will never step a foot in that shameful establishment again, but I’m just wondering from what I read about Mosto, how could a place like that survive for 10 years? Do people accept eating there knowing that their food is being prepared by a bunch of crotch-scratchers and junkies?!More