Florence Crab House — Restaurant in Florence

Avast, ye landlubbers, this review of Florence Crab House in Magnolia Mall be crafted in pirate tongue to honor the seafood spirit of this joint! I sailed in expectin' a feast fit for a pirate captain, and while the grub had me singin' shanties of joy, the service was so dismal it deserves to walk the plank! The catfish platter was a treasure haul-four thick, crispy pieces, fried to golden perfection like coins from a sunken chest. Hearty enough to fill a grown pirate's belly, it left me ready to storm a tavern. The Cajun fries on the side came pipin' hot, spiced with a kick fiercer than a cannon's blast, makin' every bite a thrill worth celebratin'. Portions were so grand I could've fed me crew and still had scraps for the gulls. The food was fresh, flavorful, and worth every doubloon. But arrgh, the service? That bartender was a scurvy dog, wanderin' everywhere but the bar! I ordered one lone beer to wash down me feast, but I had to ration it like it was the last drop of rum on a desert isle. Five, nay, ten minutes at a time, me mug sat empty, leavin' me parched as a castaway starin' at a dry horizon. Had I known the barkeep would be scarcer than a mermaid's treasure, I'd have ordered two waters and a beer at the start to keep me thirst quenched. The waitstaff moved slower than a barnacle-covered dinghy, dimmin' the shine of the meal. Florence Crab House, your grub's a bounty fit for Blackbeard, but the service is a shipwreck. Fix yer crew, or this pirate ain't...

Ick..... awful place. Server was very sweet, but sucked otherwise. She brought the appetizers and meal out at the same time. Got my 2nd beer to me AFTER we were done eating. I guess she thought it was a dessert beer. The food is so-so. The dipping sauces, however, were quite nice and flavorful. Be aware, this restaurant epitomizes the typical “stuff your face and down your throat” U.S. restaurant consumer. There is nothing “fine” about this dining experience. Brown paper covered tables. We had a plastic bag lined metal bucket plunked down on the table in front of us that had clear thin plastic gloves, plastic lobster bibs, paper plates and small hand towelettes in it. All that I could think about when the metal bucket was placed in front of me was how pigs get fed swill that way. Food took FOREVER to be served, but is was piping hot when it finally reached us. Be aware that the corn on the cob is approximately 2.5 inches long and when they say “ a potato” comes with your meal they mean one tiny red one. We will...

So I went for my birthday with one of my coworkers and I was having drinks while my coworker was eating and we had a nice time. Went back the same exact day with a different coworker and I had drinks but this time when I came in to order a drink I was being questioned as to do I think I drink too much the first time should I be drinking again how many drinks I had and I had to prove to them that I didn't have that many drinks the first time and I've never known for a restaurant to question how many drinks you had. I was told that one of the employees told another employee that I was there earlier drinking and I came back to drink I didn't know that that was the problem. So I had to show my waitress that I was not drunk, I think that was a little bit over-the-top and intimidating for Patron that was paying their money I didn't like that at all so I won't be going back to them. At least not for a while. Kind of ruined my...