Met friends here last night, Friday, for a few drinks and appetizers at 8:00. The place was 1/2 - 2/3 full and we got a booth right away. There was a bright spotlight track lighting display pointed right at us which was annoying . But, all of the tables were scattered in the open and had a sad, function hall vibe. The waitress was quick to come over though and ask for our drink order. It was too quick for us to have decided, so she circled back a minute later. Seemed attentive. We ordered a pizza and the bacon croquet special. The food came out quick and had decent ingredients, but unfortunately looked like it was made very quickly which was a disappointment. They were both scorched from high heat, but not cooked completely through. The four croquets were almost burned black and really hard to crunch through the breadcrumb crust, but runny and soft on the inside. The four croquets were also all dramatically different sized and one was squished open which surprised everyone. Still, we nibbled, chatted, and drank beers until the waitress' past attentiveness became obnoxious. She continued asking if we were done or if we wanted to order more food and when we said we were done, replied, "Good, because the kitchen just closed." She still continued to circle obvoiusly trying to get us to leave. There were open tables and she just stood at the waitress station in the meantime which was confusing. We weren't taking up a table on a busy night, and we were still ordering drinks. The waitress came over soon again and interrupted us again... to ask my wife on the inside to pass a few empty glasses and dishes to her until the waitress grabbed my friend's drink she hadn't finished. My friend had had it and said, "Okay, okay, we're leaving. We get it." The waitress very quickly dropped the glass and said, "No, take you're time, it's fine!". Then sat and watched us until my friend finished her drink, darted over, and said, "Okay, now it's empty so I can take it now, right? " We gave up having a decent night and put on our coats as we saw the waitress doing the same and running out. It was 10pm. We felt bad she wanted to go home and was waiting to close out the bill, but wish she'd squared the food bill and let us get our own drinks at the bar as many places will do when the kitchen closes. The bar was hopping and slowly filling up, even with some gross grunge rock sounding band trying to kill their instruments in the back room. So my take after not coming here for years: if you're a twenty something pseudo-hipster who's too good for Chili's because you've moved out of your parents house and finally have a real job, you're probably here. You're here because you think it's quaint and cool and you can impress your college friends who don't know any better with duck poutine and beers not made by Anheuser Busch. If you want good food, friendly service and a comfy atmosphere, Plymouth has tons of other options, even a Chili's if that's your thing.