In a rare spectacle, I'm going to derive this review as I go, so apologies for the randomness but it's written in real time.
This is your typical sports bar layout... Tables, patio dining area, and TVs everywhere. Nothing spectacular.
That being said, I typically wait until I conclude a visit of whatever establishment I'm reviewing, but we're going to start out at three stars and see if it gets better. Good inkling, it's probably not going to hit 5.
First off, the greeters and bartenders and staff are all really nice, per the norm. I chose open seating at the bar, of course!
I ordered my signature cocktail, and got it in a highball which is completely fine. But apparently a second bartender came on and is now covering my half of the bar. I ordered one of THEIR signature cocktails, so please reference the picture. Not too sure I'll order another one. No muddling of ingredients, well, hardly ANY ingredients that comes in a quality cocktail and definitely not what the picture suggests.
I started off with fried pickles, again, please reference the picture... But I have to add, whatever sauce is on the left is FIRE.
And as I sit here, LITERALLY in front of the bar POS,(POINT OF SALE) with an empty drink, no food, face to face with the bartender, not a gram of recognition or asking me what else I would like. And I will sit here, until then.
So as I sit here, I just took a video of both bartenders with their faces buried in their phones. Not just unprofessional, but unsanitary.
Times come... Into my next fare...you can reference the picture. I ordered the shotgun Shrimp, on a bed of what I think is thin hash browns? It was pretty decent. Shrimp was cooked good, but could use a bit more flavor complexity.
I ordered another "signature"cocktail. The ranch water. I THINK it was made right but not in the right glass from what they advertise.
My bartender is off. Let's see how the relief does.
The guy taking her place is actually one of 2 people actually busting their ass in here. The other guy, who looks like a Cuban Milli Vanilli, has been like a water spider, just constantly bussing, cleaning, WORKING. Non stop. My FIRST bartender is still here, and considering what I witnessed, it's sort of a conundrum that the back of her shirt says "trainer" (while on her phone with a packed bar/bartops).
So I ordered my final course for the night, before the knocks, cRaCkIeS and b0oZeRs come out...and whilst I wait, this guy behind the bar and Milli Vanilli are still handlin binness... TOTAL different work ethic, and same amount of customers as when I came in... I ordered the chipotle pasta...not a carb'er, so hope it's worth it.
So my pasta was super super salty. And I'm making my exit now, the guy that bartended for me towards the second half was a lot lot better. Attentive to say the least.
This place was teetering on the brink of two stars, but my last bartender brought it back up to three. But two pet peeves. Bartenders on their phone with a packed bar, barbacks busting their asses, and not waitstaff picking up empty glasses. read more