The Local 706 — Restaurant in Athens-Clarke County Unified Government

I want to preface this by saying, I have been wanting to try this place for a very long time, and it’s been recommended to me on multiple occasions, but the experience I had was unbelievably terrible. Went during a non-busy hour with two other friends and long story short we were sat and didn’t receive any help for over 30 minutes. The hostess sat us down and gave us menus and we waited patiently and calmly to get help, but it never came. I witnessed each table around us get seated, be taken care of, and get their food, with other tables already seated right next to us get their food, pay, and leave all with us still not even being helped or at the very least asked what we wanted to drink. The menu looked good, and I was hoping to ask our waiter their recommendations but unfortunately, we sat unattended to for 30 minutes. I am very patient and usually wouldn’t cause a scene about small things, but it was the fact that every table was helped around us, and the restaurant was not overly busy at all that struck a nerve. After sitting patiently and having waited for 30 minutes I told the people I was seated with that we would set a timer for 5 more minutes and if we weren’t helped, we would just leave. Not to my surprise we still weren’t helped. It wasn’t until I got up and walked out the door that the waiters realized and tried to stop the people, I was with to offer their apologies. Unfortunately, by this point it was too late. I really was looking forward to trying this restaurant, but they clearly...

The Local 706: A masterclass in culinary chaos and questionable glassware. My wings? Let's just say they achieved a level of dryness usually reserved for desert landscapes. The wait time was so long, I started writing a one-act play about the tragic life of a starving patron. And the 'mojito'? That was less 'Cuban cocktail' and more 'lemonade that peaked in middle school.' Oh, and to top it all off, they served my beer in a glass that looked like it had lost a fight with a rock. A chipped, broken glass, mind you. But hey, if your idea of a good time is watching a parade of yoga pants that look suspiciously like they belong in a high school hallway, then this is your spot. I'm pretty sure the only thing being 'served' here was a side of awkward and a potential tetanus shot. If you're looking for actual food, drinks that don't taste like a sugar-fueled regret, and intact glassware, steer clear. You'll thank me later, or at least after your lip heals from the broken...

Major disappointment. How they've averaged more than a three-star rating is confounding. Ordered a house margarita that was sugary and green and a only a distant halfwit primo to a real margarita. I had to order a separate shot of tequila to fortify it and mask the syrup. Food. Took. Forever. About an hour between appetizer and main plates. I wouldn't have ordered the green salad sourced in Bogart if I knew they'd have to go to Bogart to get it. One appetizer was good. Everything else was middling to fair. One mistake with the order. Spelling errors on the menu. The check came on a handheld device and as soon as I pressed "no receipt" I regretted it. Somehow with $35 in food (two apps, one shared salad, one shared flatbread) the total was nearly 70 bucks with an Altos house marg, an Altos shot, and two Jack and Cokes. Hmmm. Server was friendly and breezily apologetic about the glacial kitchen. Diner beware. Many fine places to dine in Five Points. This ain't...