Truck & Tap Duluth — Restaurant in Duluth

We walked into the bar, and it immediately felt wrong—there was no vibe, just the cold, lifeless hum of poorly chosen pop music blasting over the speakers. The bartender, who had an unmistakable air of indifference, barely glanced up when we approached. I ordered a whiskey neat, and without a word, he poured it into a glass with no care at all, the ice cubes clinking like they were about to fall out. I could tell it was low-shelf stuff by the taste, but I didn't want to make a scene, so I just took it. My friend ordered a margarita, hoping for something refreshing, but when it arrived, it looked more like a glass of sour mix with a splash of tequila. She asked for a new one, but the bartender just shrugged, handed her the same drink, and muttered something about "the house special."

The place was full of people, but it wasn’t crowded in a fun way—it was crowded in a "we're all stuck here and no one knows why" kind of way. The tables were sticky, the floors uneven, and the chairs wobbled as soon as you sat down. We found a spot in the back, but it took us almost ten minutes to get settled because the server was too busy gossiping with another patron at the bar to even acknowledge us. Once we were finally comfortable, the music cranked up another notch, and the noise from the other patrons started to drown out whatever conversation we were trying to have. Every time someone brushed past, the table rocked like it was going to topple over. It became impossible to hear each other talk, so we gave up on trying to have a normal conversation.

The next round of drinks was even worse. I asked for a vodka soda, and the bartender poured a half-glass of vodka, then topped it off with a splash of soda water, leaving me to drink straight alcohol for most of the glass. I tried to get his attention to ask for more soda, but he just ignored me while chatting with the guy beside him, who was clearly already hammered. To make matters worse, the guy next to us spilled his entire drink on the floor, and the bartender didn’t even clean it up—he just stared at it for a while before continuing to serve people, leaving the mess to sit there. My friend went to use the bathroom, and when she came back, she looked disgusted. "It was like walking into a crime scene," she said. Apparently, the bathroom had flooded, and there was no one to fix it.

At this point, the whole place felt like it was falling apart. The bartender was pouring drinks with no accuracy or care, and there was a general sense that no one in charge was actually doing their job.

As we got into the car, we all agreed on the same thing: we’d rather drink at home than step foot in that...

I used to love coming here because it is family friendly and very pretty outside! However, my boyfriend (who is seriously 22) decides to order a drink. They ID'd him and again, he is 22, although he does look young. They were debating if it is a fake ID but eventually serve him. We sit down to hangout and they come and ID me...I wasn't drinking so I say "Oh I am not drinking" and then this rude lady proceeds to tell me that it is a bar and if you aren't over 21 you can't be in here. I looked around and saw children everywhere. On top of that, this was the Fall Festival which is a huge deal in Duluth. I started crying because I have never experienced this terrible of service! We then go outside and hangout at the wall nextdoor and the other employee who works there that is a guy chimes in and says "I'll believe it when I see it" to when my boyfriend was trying to calm me down. Terrible Terrible service, I won't be going back. To whomever that lady and guy were, you both are some of the rudest people I have ever met. I cried over how rude you were even though I genuinely was just sitting there, I am sorry if you had a bad day and I know the festivals get busy but wow! Genuinely so rude, next time, just bring the cops over so that they can scan HIS ID if you seriously thought...

I’ve never left a bar feeling this frustrated, disrespected, and disgusted. The place was filthy — sticky floors, overflowing trash cans, and a rancid smell coming from the bathrooms. We waited over 30 minutes just to place a drink order, while the bartender laughed and chatted with friends instead of working. When we asked the manager for help, he actually rolled his eyes and said, “You’ll get served when you get served.”

He was aggressive, unprofessional, and clearly didn’t care about the customer experience. Our drinks were wrong, watered down, and served in dirty glasses — literally lipstick on the rim. I asked for replacements, and the manager refused, saying we were “being difficult.”

To make things worse, I watched him mock another guest to the staff right in front of everyone. It was like something out of a bad reality show. No one in that building looked trained, supervised, or even remotely competent. I left my full drink on the table and walked out.

Then they asked me for ID which I provided and served an underage guest without asking for ID. This place should be investigated, and the manager needs to be fired —...