I was told that this was the best burgers in town. The outside patio area is so inviting. Big screen TVs comfortable looking. Just fantastic.
I come inside, ask for a drink and some food. I'm told there is no food. The kitchen's closed. My reaction is seriously I missed it? And their reaction was no. This other girl is actually the cook. The kitchen is open. We're just messing with you. Okay I'm good for some banter no problem.
I asked for chatter on my burgers. I absolutely hate e American cheese. I made a point of actually saying I hate American cheese. It will be shredded so it won't look nice, that's what I'm told. No problem. I don't care what it looks like. A good burgers, a good burger and I like cheddar cheese!
I go out to the patio and the drink just tastes awful. I've had lots of Long Islands but there was just something wrong with this Long Island. I'm not here to cause a scene I'm just here to enjoy myself. So I just drank the drink and wait for my food. Eventually my food comes out and I'm served a burger with American cheese. Like I specifically made a point of mentioning that I hate American cheese and I wanted cheddar. But you know what the food ain't great. The drink ain't great. It's all right. You know what? I'm not going to cause a scene. I just want to enjoy myself. I didn't start to tear into these tiny little packets of ketchup, mustard and mayonnaise, there was one packet of each. I like ketchup on my onion rings but the waitress is now inside. I figure no problem. I'll start eating on my burger and when she comes out to check and see how the food is I'll ask her for more. She never came back outside.
I did go back inside and I did ask for a couple more drinks because I'm not looking to cause a scene and I am out to have a good time and have some drinks. But the drink still tasted just wrong. There was something wrong. But again whatever. I'm not trying to make a scene.
The bill comes. I get this giant long list with prices for shots. Yes you read that shots. I was drinking a Long Island. But all I got charged for was shots of vodka and rum. I'm like hey something's wrong with this bill. This is just a list of shots. I'm informed by the waitress that there is a computer system and it dispenses the liquor and she just puts in what liquor needs to be dispensed and it pours it and then it makes the the price. I'm like okay but I mean like this doesn't make any sense because I'm thinking in Long Islands there's triple Sec, and there's tequila, put the receipt didn't show any tequila or triple Sec. She immediately gets defensive and insists that the bill is correct and that this is how every bar does things. Every bar charges by the shot when you're making drinks.
All right. I've had drinks in bars all across the United States and I've never just been handed a bill for a Jack and Coke where you had a certain charge for the Jack Daniels and then for the coke. So this is completely confusing, also, if this was a true Long Island, where is the other licker that was supposed to be in there? That's why the drink tasted off. Not only does she not know how to actually pour a beverage, she doesn't know what goes into the beverage.
So my experience here was they didn't want to serve food because the cook didn't want to cook. The bartender doesn't actually know what goes into a drink, neither does she know how to pour a drink. And in the end I ended up paying a lot of money for some kind of basic fare. I've had good burgers at many bars and this burger was pretty much just average. But the bill was expensive. I didn't get what I ordered and the attitude that I got from the staff basically was the middle finger for even questioning why things weren't correct.
I have no doubt that there are some really cool people that hang out up there, I'm sure the owners are probably really cool. But holy crap. Aside from the aesthetics, there was nothing good...
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