Einstein Bier Haus — Restaurant in Liverpool

Einstein really did have a great atmosphere and outdoor seating area. I was having a really good time until we got kicked out. We weren’t being rowdy, we weren’t being drunk and disorderly, No. I had my head down for five-ten minutes and the bouncer came up to us and said ‘I’m not here to argue but you all have to leave’. He wasn’t listening to us or what we had to say, he just wanted us out. I’m not one to make a scene so I just left. The main thing for me was that this was my first time out since bars have opened and I only really drink socially. So to be sat out all day in the sun, drinking, feeling just a tad over tipsy like anyone i just put my head down for a little bit to recover and the next thing you know me and my mates are getting kicked out. It was so unfair, we didn’t even get a warning, we were just asked to leave. I didn’t know it was a crime to put your head down for a couple of minutes at a bar! WHO KNEW?? Also, It’s not even like weren’t buying drinks because we spent a fair amount of money there throughout the day. Anyway, we left and long story short it just ruined the rest of the night tbh. So cheers, definitely won’t be coming...

We were served by a hoard of emotionless zombies who were incapable of computing our orders or able to remember what was on the menu. Every time we turned around there was another employee who magically appeared to propel the conveyor belt of rudeness and incompetence. When our food finally arrived there was predictable confusion with incorrect and missing dishes served and a distinct lack of tomato sauce despite numerous requests. What was lacking in sauce however was not lacking in sumptuous aromas wafting frequently from the apparently vacuously cleaned bathrooms. While enjoying the fresh smell of toilet eating our meal with our hands (as they did not have enough cutlery, nor naturally provide it) we were also treated to employees gobbing on the floor and spraying poisonous detergent on glasses behind the bar in a illogical and fruitless attempt to disperse the vicious swarm of wasps terrorising the terrace area and dive bombing our insufficiently cleaned glasses. It’s ironically apt the bar is named after the father of the splitting of the atom because this place needs to be nuked and 1000 years of Mother Nature reclamation...

Was forced to pay £10 for bingo tickets just to get in, the staff pretty much scammed me a tenner for the privilege of one drink.

Upon entering and finding my friends, none with any kind of bingo tickets, I was furious that I had been lied to by the staff, they were generally very unhelpful and even denied me a refund, which I thought was very unprofessional.

We had to leave within the hour, the music was terrible and you couldn’t just sit down and enjoy your drink with the company of friends without being bothered (we had three separate groups coming over to give us sales pitches. This is within 25 minutes.)

They must have clearly needed the entry money, as the place was absolutely dead, but forcing me into buying some cringeworthy bingo tickets lead me to pull my friends out of this sh*thole very quickly.

I’ll be staying away, lots of nice places to drink in Liverpool where the staff are helpful and don’t LITERALLY STEAL...