Montana’s BBQ & Bar — Restaurant in Ontario

Service was slow. Seems they are understaffed.

With 1 bartender working, a Caesar cocktail took a very long time to be made and when it arrived, it was bland with very little seasoning. Very disappointing. We decided to order beer after that, and even that took over 20 minutes to be served.

The food also took a very long time to arrive. We asked that our appetizer come out with our main course, but because it took so long, the server gave us our wings first, which we appreciated. However, when serving a shared appetizer, side plates should be distributed without asking. We were so hungry, we just ate the wings over the table. When our main course finally arrived, for the most part it was delicious, which is why we love the Montana’s franchise, but sometimes it’s the little things that go a long way. We had ordered baked potatoes with sour cream and chives and no chives were to be found. We had to ask for it on the side and on top of that the server kept forgetting things like our pop/soda, napkins, wet wipes etc, which caused them to have to go back and forth. If they were a little more organized, it might save them some time, especially if they’re slammed.

Convenient location. Just off the highway. Lots of parking available...

Michele at Montana’s: The Queen of Belvegas Feasting!

Oh, Michele at Montana’s, you mystical dame, With service so perfect, it puts royalty to shame! If waitressing were warfare, she’d lead the dang charge, Serving up joy in portions so large!

We came from Kingston, a road trip so grand, With a friend in tow and a hunger at hand. But where would we go? The answer was clear— Back to Michele! The legend! The seer!

We flipping demanded her section with might, For service like hers? A glorious sight! She greeted us all with a grin and a cheer, "Back again, troublemakers? Well, get your butts here!"

She slung us some drinks, our thirst to appease, Like a wizard of whiskey and goddess of cheese. "More napkins? More sauce? A spoon or a spear? Or how ‘bout dessert that’ll bring you to tears?"

Her laugh—oh, heck—it could cure all the blues, Like a rockstar of joy in her well-worn shoes. She’s the Queen of Belvegas, the Empress of Meat, A server so great, there’s no way to compete!

So if you seek feasting with laughter galore, Get yourself to Montana’s and walk through that door! But don’t sit just anywhere—oh heck no, my friend! Ask for Michele, and let joy never end!

Tell ‘em Luke Bryant (the drink) sent...

Dinner last night for my nieces graduation dinner was not great because our server clearly hated her job. She really wasn't pleasant from the start. I chalked it up to the heat. The restaurant wasn't busy as we were in at 530. She was short with my family....My family doesn't get serving but that doesn't mean you should treat us different. She was short with my 4 year old daughter too. The whole experience wasn't great. But the reason I'm writing is my Poppa ordered the 7 ounce steak. It was cooked med well which he was fine with but the meat was tough. He left about 5 ounces on the plate. When we told our server Kelsey she said "I'm not dealing with this tonight I'll get my manager." And then made a comment about no one should want to be a server. I am a server and you can't say that! I take great pride in serving and she clearly doesn't. No manager came over either. They did take it off the bill and gave a gc of 10$, which was great. Bottom line is if she hates her job which it truly showed she should find a...