If I could describe my experience at Sidecar in two words, they'd probably be underwhelmed and uncomfortable. Sidecar is a favorite of a lot of yelpers so of course I was excited to try their drinks for myself. I got a New York Sour, which is made with Old forester bourbon, lemon, sugar, and red wine. It was a good drink, I won't lie, and had circumstances been different, I would've probably given Sidecar at least four stars and ordered another.
Sidecar has a nice ambiance; it's dimly lit and there's bar seating as well as table seating inside and outside. You can only order from the bar, which wasn't completely ideal, but not a problem.
My issue came when I went to the bar to order. I had been sitting at one of their tables with my friend, waiting for a spot at the bar to open up so I could order a drink. It was pretty crowded because it was happy hour, but that was to be expected. After a bit, I saw a woman get up and leave from her chair at the bar, so I went over and sat down. I asked one of the female bartenders if happy hour was still on and a friendly woman sitting next to me answered saying that I still had about 15 minutes. So I ordered my drink and my friend walked over to order hers. A few minutes later, a man walks over and stands behind me/next to the woman sitting beside me who had spoken to me earlier. They start talking and all is good. The service up to that point had been pretty great. The bartenders are friendly and the female bartender helped my friend decide what drink she wanted when she wasn't sure. As I got my drink, the bartender tells me that I'm sitting in the seat of the man standing behind me and basically that I should get up so he can sit next to his wife. I did get up, but I will say that this rubbed me the wrong way. What's crazy is that the bartender asked me to get up in the nicest way possible (I wish I could remember exactly how he phrased it), but the fact that he told me that at all made me a little uncomfortable. After I got up, I stood next to the bar until my friend's drink was finished, which was about 5 minutes. The man behind me never once made a move to sit in that chair during that time. It wasn't until we walked back to the table that he sat down. I have no problem getting up if I'm in another person's seat, because I know it can be pretty annoying when I come back to find someone else in a seat that I was just sitting in. I get it. However, I had spoken to this man's wife about ten minutes before and she never mentioned that the seat was taken. The man himself came and stood by his wife/behind me and never mentioned that I was sitting in his chair. Also, there was another woman sitting in that same chair right before I was, so he must've been gone for a little while. Had either this man or his wife told me that the seat was taken, I would have had no problem. What soured my experience was when the bartender took it upon himself to tell me to get up. This man and his wife are adults, as am I. Had they really wanted me to get out of that seat, they could have told me themselves. I would have had no issues had that been the case. There could have also been a multitude of reasons why this man never asked me to vacate his seat. Maybe he was being a gentleman and saw that I was wearing high heels, maybe he could see that I'd be going back to the table as soon as my friend got her drink (which I was, because she was still standing), maybe he mentioned it or gestured to the bartender behind my back, or maybe he just didn't think it was an issue, who knows. Needless to say, the whole thing just killed my vibe.
Everything else about Sidecar was pretty good; I liked their leather-bound menus and the drink itself was also pretty tasty. The parking is a little tricky, but it's no worse than parking downtown, so it's fine. It's unfortunate that this incident had to occur because I probably would have been back to Sidecar, but now I don't think I'll return. Sad, because they have so many interesting drinks that I would've liked to have tried. read more