Swig Restaurant — Restaurant in Perrysburg

Felt very discriminated against today. Went in for carry out, and explained we were on a lunch break and could not dine in because we could not be late returning. I have always been able to sit on the front patio waiting area and eat carry out. Previously the owner had chatted with me and my family while eating carryout out front with no problem. My family was even served drinks out there, while eating carryout out front with no problem. The manager came and kicked us out today after leaving a 20% tip, knowing I was going to sit out front and did not expect to be waited on. The manager had a condescending tone and was not kind to us. We politely left, and ate down the road, when driving back by the restaurant there people out front with carryout bags sitting and eating. I feel so discriminated against. I have never been treated this way. It felt like because we were a diverse group of women from a school, that did not fit their profile, we were treated poorly. To see other people eating out front on the way back was a huge spit in the face. I have recommended countless people here, but will be spreading the word about the discrimination we experienced today.

Edited to Clarify: The discrimination felt was because we were were a group of young women and yes diverse.. some with neck tattoos, face piercings, and brightly colored hair there also was an Asian and Mexican in the group, but I don't feel that's where the discrimination was.. mostly just a man speaking down to, what he saw as a group of young girls from a school, some of us with crazy hair, face piercings, and neck tattoos. I know that if I was with my husband and family, I would have never been talked to that way. A polite sorry we do not allow people to eat carryout here would have been appropriate. I am not as young as the rest of the group and will not tolerate being talked to that way. I will not lower myself and be rude back, that's why I lead the group to politely leave and write a review. I was so disappointed because I have been recommending your place to clients and students often, who ask what is good to eat in the area. I was the one who picked the location for lunch, raving about it, because we have had nothing but kind service and great food in the past. As we walked away these young women were so disappointed and it completely ruined the rest of their day, I know none of them or their families or friends will be returning, even overheard some of them telling clients about the experience after being asked how their day was going. I personally do not need a refund and do appreciate the reply. If you would like to have a conversation to come to an understanding, I would be happy to change my review. Please leave me a way to get in...

Okay, folks, buckle up because this is a wild one. Picture this: we roll into Swig in Perrysburg, ready to conquer some grub. The staff? Super friendly, like they'd just won the lottery and wanted to share the joy. We're talking immediate seating, a choice of vibes (tables, bar, or the mysterious "other side"). We chose the bar, naturally, because who doesn't love a good swivel? The beer selection was solid, and they even had some decent bourbon and wine for those who fancy a grape-based beverage. I, being a connoisseur of hops and barley, opted for a Hoof Hearted (excellent choice, by the way). Then, because I'm classy like that, I also grabbed a glass of Bolt Cabernet. Our bartender was a rockstar – quick with the pours and even quicker with a smile. But hold on to your hats, folks, because here comes the plot twist! As I'm perusing the menu, what do my delicate eyes behold? A HAIR. A long, luscious, clearly-not-mine HAIR just chilling on the laminated pages like it owned the place. Suddenly, my appetite did a disappearing act faster than a politician's promise. I mean, come on, if there's a rogue hair partying on the menu, what's happening in the kitchen? Are they braiding burger patties with beard trimmings? Is the chili seasoned with... shudders ... I don't even want to think about it! But fear not, dear readers, for I am a brave soul (and also, I was hangry). We ordered anyway, and thankfully, our food arrived hair-free. The burger was your standard, all-American fare – good but not life-altering. The hotdogs, however, were top-notch, and the chili? Oh, the chili. It was a warm hug for my soul. And now, for the pièce de résistance, the stars of the show, the crispy, golden gods of deliciousness: THE FRIES. These weren't just any fries, my friends. These were fries that had been sent down from the heavens on a golden chariot pulled by unicorns (probably). They were so good, I almost challenged the chef to a fry-off (I recently raved about another restaurant's fries, but Swig's blew them out of the water). Seriously, if you go to Swig and don't order the fries, you're doing it wrong. So, despite the unexpected encounter with a hairy intruder, Swig gets a solid four stars. Fun atmosphere, awesome staff, great drinks, and food that ranges from "decent" to "divine" (depending on your order and your affinity for fried potatoes). Just maybe bring a magnifying glass to inspect your menu first. You know,...

Swig is one of mine and my boyfriend’s favorite place to eat. It was where we went on our first date 4 years ago and go regularly. It’s special to us. A few weeks ago we went there for my 29th birthday. There were 11 of us and our experience was sadly not a good one. We had a server with short spiky hair and she told me she was in her 50s. She was very rude and kept us on the back burner.

It took her almost 25 minutes before she asked us if we wanted any appetizers. When she got around to asking us, my brother had to leave sooner than the rest of us so he asked if he could put in his food order. She put her finger in his face and said “one minute”. Our drinks took over 20 minutes. Now I know that’s not always the servers fault but it seemed like everyone else around us were being taken care of but us. One of my friends food was burnt so bad he didn’t even eat it. When I told her it was my birthday she never said anything, just told me to wait till I was 50 and get back to her. I felt like that was a very odd and kinda rude thing to say to me.

I ordered shots for me and my friends, they were on my bill which was fine I was the one who ordered them. But when my friend asked if she could get her shot on her bill the server said “no I put them on the check who ordered them”. My mom was trying to be quiet and explain to the server whose food she wanted to pay for (again bc it was my birthday) the server preceded to be very loud and nasty about having to split food and drinks. My mom didn’t want to pay for everyone’s food but her kids. I had friends at the table as well and my mom didn’t want to cause a big sene or anything but the server continued to get very loud about the whole situation. That experience was so bad we haven’t wanted to go back. We normally go a few times a month. I did not like the way my family and I were treated. It was on a holiday so maybe she didn’t want to be there but it put a bad taste in my mouth.

I’ve been a server / bartender for 10 years so I understand how stressful it can be. But it truly wasn’t that busy and I would never treat a table the way she treated us. All of our other experiences have been wonderful. This was our first time with...