I really don't know where to begin....
A group of five of us came to Alibi last night, it was my first time there. You can't beat the location, and you definitely can't beat the space that they have set up. Jail cell bars, mugshots, nice wooden furniture and the perfect amount of lighting. We got there around 8PM, so no problem getting in, big plus.
I had always heard that the cocktails are great, so the $12-$13 price range didn't throw me off at all. I'm perfectly willing to pay top dollar for top cocktails or top beers, that's how it goes. I was excited when we sat down to finally get to try some of them. A waitress immediately came over and asked us the usual, I noticed she was attractive, cool. Then I started to notice that all the other waitresses were also attractive, and that they were all female and I thought, "uh-oh." I was curious as to how this was going to play out the entire night.
We ordered our first round of drinks, I got the Sanchez, which is essentially a margarita. All the drinks came pretty quickly and they all tasted fine and they were all made with a heavy hand which was great. I didn't really have a problem with my drink, but it was a margarita. Don't call it anything else...Tequila+lime+Orange is a margarita, not a Sanchez. Throw a chilli pepper in there and rim it with some smoked salt and you have something that would deserve the name Sanchez.
We started the people watching, and it was pretty clear what this place was. Trendy, sure? Mid-30s to 50s, fine. This is the niche that Alibi is filling, this is what they are trying to be, and they succeed. Rich socialites of all different breeds come here to have sex with each other. There is no other way about it. The females are attractive, enhanced and not. The men are rich, dress well, and also decently attractive. This is a place to be seen and to have an affair. This is all fine and dandy, this is their market, they fill it, and they do a damn good job.
Our waitress checked in on us a good amount, not too much, not too little. We got some waters, and ordered another drink. "Moscow Mule, please." What's that? Muskrat Mole?
Are you shitting me, really? You don't know what a Moscow Mule is? You seemingly pride yourselves on your cocktails, but your waitress doesn't know what one of the most common and simple drinks ever is? OK, that's fine...tell the bartender, they'll know.
My "Moscow Mule" comes back, it seems that the bartender knew what it was, great! Oh wait, lemon and lemon juice. Not lime and lime juice.
Le sigh....everything is so apparent.
Alibi staffs waitresses only, all attractive, to get a buck out of their clients. They give the impression that they know what they are doing when it comes to cocktails, they do not. Alibi is a "swanky" place for the beautiful people of Boston and beyond to see and be seen. I wish the cocktails were better, service was fine, up until the bill came. Gratuity included automatically? What? We look at the menu, which indicates that 20% is added to parties of 6 or more....uh we came here with 5 people. Please learn to count, we don't care about adding 20%, we would have anyway, but be a little bit more aware of things like that.
Overall, two stars. I've had better. read more