Red Robin Gourmet Burgers and Brews — Restaurant in Plymouth

I was on my way to Marshfield to pick up a cake and saw the highway signs for Red Robin, so I stopped in. Hopeful that it would be good because the ones near me aren't, I ordered my birthday burger and a sunrise lemonade (had to spend $5 the burger is no longer "free") . The hostess who took my order was very nice and the food came out quickly. I ordered the Southern Charm burger, my first time trying it, was excited for the "brown sugar glazed patty" with the bacon and BBQ sauce; I was ready to go on a flavor adventure.

I finally get home, have my fries and go to break into the burger. My first bite was met with a raw patty, no BBQ sauce, and a plain burger. I tried adding other toppings to it to get past the raw patty but I just couldn't do it. I'm so disappointed because I thought a new location would be different than the disappointments in Foxboro and Warwick (the best out of them all) but it's just the same.

I'm so upset I wasted my birthday burger coupon on something I can't even eat. I would have gotten a tavern burger since this no pink thing doesn't happen, but I figured I'd take a chance with something fun. Not fun and a waste...

Ahoy, fellow adventurers of flavor! 🍹 Gather 'round, for I have a tale to tell—a tale of Gary, the mixology maestro at Red Robin in Plymouth, Massachusetts. 🎩🍸

Picture this: You waltz into Red Robin, parched and ready for liquid delights. And there, behind the bar, stands Gary—a bearded bard of beverages, a sultan of sips. 🪄✨ Gary’s cocktails? Oh, they’re not mere drinks; they’re liquid symphonies! His margaritas? Like a spring breeze whispering sweet nothings to your taste buds. His custom creations? Imagine rainbows doing the cha-cha on your tongue. 💃 Gary gets the bar’s buzzing like a caffeinated bee!

“Gary,” I asked, “how do you do it all?” He winked, mewed, adjusted his suspenders, and said, “Friend, it’s simple: love, laughter, and a dash of campfire mayo”✨ So, my thirsty comrades, next time you visit Red Robin, seek out Gary. Say, “Gary, mix me some of dat good!” And behold, as he crafts a potion that’ll make your taste buds do the nae nae. 🙌👅 To Gary: May your shakers never clump, your ice cubes never melt too soon, and your tips be 50% or greater. 🍹🌟 Cheers, Gary! 🍸 btw thank you for letting me borrow your lamborghini and...

The food is ALWAYS wonderful at Red Robin. But I have a complaint (not for JUST this location) but for ALL Red Robins. Why do you advertise "bottomless steak fries"? I hardly call two baskets (realistically 5 fries per basket) of steak fries "bottomless". I understand the concept of food waste, but at least give me enough food to "waste".

Also, our waiter didn't give out utensils to the table (so, we had to ask for that too). The worst part of the experience was the temperature in the restaurant.

It was very cold apparently because everyone in the restaurant (including the majority of the party I was in) kept their winter jackets on throughout the meal. I personally didn't find it cold but I have a mental disorder where I cannot regulate temperature properly, so I didn't mind that part so much. But I DID mind everyone reminding me of how cold it was in the restaurant.

Honestly though, I have been to this location many times. I just had bad service this ONE time. I'm sure I'll be visiting the location again...