Bombshells really had me fooled. I walked in thinking it was gonna be Hooters-level energy with good food. Instead, I got the vibe of a Chili’s that failed boot camp.
The nachos? Oh man… those nachos looked like they were assembled during a natural disaster. Chips were stale enough to double as coasters, cheese was one drizzle away from Elmer’s, and the “beef” tasted like somebody read a Wikipedia article about cows and tried their best. I bit into one chip and it whispered, “please help me.”
Now the girls — look. The sign says Bombshells, but what I saw was more like Mild Inconveniences. If this place is anything related to aviation it’s Spirit Airlines… They walk around like they’re allergic to enthusiasm, serving looks that scream ‘why are you here?’ Honestly, they weren’t even trying to flirt; it felt like I was interrupting their existential crisis. These are the type of girls who roll their eyes if you ask for ranch.
The vibe? Imagine an airport TGI Friday’s, but louder, greasier, and with TVs playing sports nobody’s watching. My waitress moved slower than a snail running on decaf.
By the end, I realized Bombshells isn’t a restaurant — it’s a hostage situation where the ransom is your appetite.
Final thoughts: If you’re into nachos that taste like disappointment and being served by the human embodiment of “meh,” Bombshells is for you. Otherwise, save yourself the trauma and...
Read moreWhen we arrived it wasn’t crowded at all, and we were sat down immediately. Once seated a waitress came to let us know that we would be helped soon. We sat there for an obscene amount of time without being helped or our drink orders being taken. Eventually a waitress came to get our drinks, but informed us that she wasn’t our waitress.
Eventually our drinks came, but two of them were incorrect while one didn’t come at all. By that time I was already frustrated so I went to the bar to see if I could ask for a manager. There were 4 women behind the bar talking amongst themselves and paid me zero attention. I did get the attention of a manager who came to our table to assist in helping us with the plethora of issues we were experiencing.
Finally after waiting 45 minutes our waitress came and took our food order. We did receive our meals in a timely manner. However, multiple dishes were prepared incorrectly and one was extremely overcooked. When we informed our waitress of the issues with our meals she said “oh that’s a manager problem” then proceeded to get one of the most incompetent managers I’ve ever met.
Their ac was clearly not working and the units they had scattered throughout the restaurant were not only unsightly, but ineffective. What was supposed to be a nice family dinner at the “coolest new” restaurant in town ended up being one of the worst dinning...
Read moreI'll start off with the positive. Yes, a singular positive. The food was great. The salsa is one of my new favorites in town. I personally had the bettie boop wrap with fries and it was very good. My other two companions liked their food as well.
Now, the things I had a problem with. We got there on a Monday around 2 and it was not very busy. There was a total of maybe four or five tables already sitting down. We got sat promptly at a booth in the upper section that had broccoli, broken crayons, and countless crumbs all underneath it and some in the walk way. All the other tables in the upper section were open, yet we get sat at the grossest one. THEN it takes fifteen minutes for a waitress to come over and get our drink order. We ordered our drinks, appetizers, and food at that time. Everything came out right and timely, however we began eating and we asked for our waters to be refilled. Our waitress walked off, we finished our food, and then when she came back asked if we wanted our waters refilled.
I completely understand a bit of a wait on service if it was busy or we were a large party. But it was almost empty and they had plenty of waitstaff just milling around by their host stand. Honestly? Until their servers are trained on how to promptly greet tables, sweep the floor, and refill drinks I'll stick...
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