Batting .333 at Redwood, Bethesda, No Chops

I was looking forward to lunch with a friend Saturday.  It was a beautiful, sunny day, and the umbrella-shaded tables were inviting, but what followed was not good.  To start, the cold pea soup with crabmeat had a vinegary and indeterminate flavor, neither pea nor crab.  My chopped salad was DIY, under an unappealing and undercooked slab of chicken breast.  Feh.  Responsible for the 333 rating, my friend's tuna niçoise however did look appealing.