I've been going to the Causeway, on and off, for at least 7-8 years, and for the most part have enjoyed the staff, vibe and food. To me, it's lost its appeal prior to this review, but not enough for me to write one. Sorry to say, they've lost me as a dining customer, who will never, ever eat anything from there again. I MIGHT go back for a drink, but only because a lot of the people that I work with like to have retirement parties there.
My friends & I were there the night of a Bruins game, so it was relatively busy, and we were seated upstairs, where the music was so ridiculously loud, that my Apple Watch sent me a warning; and we were literally conversing with each other through screams...no exaggeration. Then they dimmed the lights, so much so, that we were using the flashlights on our phones to see. Trust me, it was quite the DISTRACTION...I ordered the roasted garlic peppercorn wings, and they just weren't good. I didn't taste any garlic, nor peppercorns, and the meat was tougher than leather. Whatever, I moved on, and then one friend found a whole, long strand of hair, that wasn't hers, in her quesadilla, and returned that. To be fair, the waitress felt bad, and took the item off of the bill.
I'm sorry that this is a long-winded review, but it's necessary for what's to come! You're probably saying, "So what, you didn't like your chicken, and your friend found a hair in her 'dilla, move on!" I tried to, until, one friend said to my other friend, "don't move", because there was the biggest cockroach that I have ever seen in my entire life on her arm. I swear, this is not hyperbole, it was HUGE! So, she got up, and calmly (I gave her so much credit for that) walked over to two kind guys, in their Bruins jerseys, with drinks in hand, to help get it off of her. The cockroach(osaurus), then crawled to the center of her back, and remember, it was so dark in there, initially, the Bruins guys had a hard time seeing it. They finally flicked it off of her, and it landed in the center of the floor, where some other guy came over and crushed it with his foot. Yeahh, just that gross.
Meanwhile, the staff couldn't CARE LESS! One of the waitresses (not ours) witnessed what was happening and just kept minding her own business. Our waitress, just seemed clueless and/or annoyed, I can't quite call that one, and the bar manager, kept side-eyeing and ignoring us. Period! (Oh, he was "kind" enough to have the waitress take 50% off of the bill). After the foot exterminator killed that GMC (Genetically Modified Cockroach), the bar manager came from behind the bar, with his little spray bottle and a paper towel to clean up the carcass. He still didn't acknowledge us, AT ALL, and that
is why I needed to write this review. I don't think that was the first time that this has happened there, and it may not be the last. ...Bon appetit! read more