Park Tavern and Market — Restaurant in Gilbert

If invisibility is your superpower, this is your place.

It’s been a long day, so I had this brilliant idea: “I’ll sit at the outside bar, get some fresh air, relax a little.” Yeah… dumb idea. Should’ve just gone home and talked to a plant. Might’ve had a better shot at getting a refill.

I sat there for over an hour. Three bartenders — fully functioning adults — bouncing around the bar, handing out drinks like party favors, and somehow managing to completely miss the person sitting right in front of them.

Could I have flagged them down? Sure. But when you’re sandwiched between two people getting VIP treatment, you start wondering if maybe you missed a secret password at the door.

Now, there’s one young guy who works here who’s honestly the only reason I gave this place another shot. He’s awesome — great service, super attentive, just genuinely good at what he does. I used to come by during my kid’s hockey practice a few days a week.

Tonight? Yeah. Kicking myself. I should’ve just grabbed a table and requested him instead of trusting my luck at the bar. Rookie mistake.

Instead, it was the usual scene: bartenders more focused on their phones and flirting with young men rather than actually working the bar.

And for the record, I’m ridiculously easygoing. I don’t leave bad reviews unless it’s well earned. But when you have to go find someone just to pay for the one drink you got an hour and a half ago? Yeah. I’m speaking up.

Then again, as soon as my young son sat down he was immediately offered service… no thank you I’ll take my check though, we will...

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If there was a negative star rating I would give it to this place. It was AWFUL. We ordered a grilled cheese and a half roasted chicken plate. When the grilled cheese was brought out it was a limp piece of soggy breads holding melted cheese together. The chicken plate was decent, but the roasted potatoes we RAW. Super crunchy raw red potatoes. When we told the server that brought out my husbands grilled cheese she stated ‘well I’m not the one that took your order so is that not the way you wanted it?’ He said it was not grilled and she stood there and made excuses for it. They finally remade it and brought a new one back out, it was ‘ok,’ then when she walked about my plate I mentioned the raw potatoes and she said ‘yeah, I see they’re super crunchy and you’re struggling to get them on your fork. Maybe next time I’ll have him boil the potatoes longer, but at least you liked the broccoli! Just drink more and the food will get better!’ Um huh?!?! Who says that??? Not to mention when we got there we went to ‘marketplace’ to feed the kids before skating, the pizza? Holy smokes. It looked like a 2 week old burnt cheese crisp, I couldn’t make my son eat it, who is NOT a picky eater at all, and the bud light we got draft stunk like rancid old beer. Never, ever, ever will I consume ANYTHING from AZ Ice. Fun for kids to skate but do yourselves a favor, eat BEFORE...