Twisted Track Brewpub — Restaurant in Roanoke

As you approach Twisted Track, you’re greeted by an atmosphere of euphoria and excitement, you can see this is the place to be on a Friday afternoon in Roanoake, you’ve fought your way down 460 and are ready for some libations and pizza and eagerly work your way up the line.

You’ve heard that this is a venerated venue, and place a request to the friendly bartender there for a pizza and some beverages.

You sit down with a lovely lager and it ticks all the box’s, crisp, refreshing. The wind blows in, the chatter is there, you’re so excited for the pizza. Finally, your buzzer goes off and you make your way over to the pick up bar.

The pizza is perfectly made to order, it smells like fulfillment, and you saunter over to your table proudly at what you’ve produced. But as you sit down with the tray of pizza, you see the forbidden hint of cardboard underneath the pizza and with a jolt of fear you can tell something is wrong.

The cheese on the pizza looks like it was 3D printed onto a a cardboard facsimile of pizza, what in the AI is this? The marina is thicker than the font on a chef boyardee can, but the crust looks like it was made in a Keebler elf factory.

You bite more and more in desperation, the slices disappear as you wait for the flavor and the taste to appear, but it flounders, so you eat more. The mind wanders. Why is this served on top of cardboard? I thought this mad in house?

Where is Digoronio in all of this? You realize that the walls are closing are in. It was all for naught. A frozen pizza made by the Red Barron flashes through your mind, the concept of a pizza was more tasteful than the actual pizza itself.

Why? Why did I pay $23 for this? Someone please rescue from tbid, perhaps the wail of harmonica played by a soul form Charlotte will guide me out of here.

The pizza here makes the frozen variety produced by Tombstone or your local high school cafeteria seem like a luxury made by the blessed hands of the teenage mutant ninja turtles themselves.

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Stopped in on a not seemingly busy Wednesday, during trivia. Passing though town from the day. This place seemed like a great spot and right up our alley. Service was not bad at all when interacting for the most part. Two ladies were good and friendly. Gentleman seemed like he could care less if we were there or not. Not rude. Just didn’t seem to care. Happy to sit outside and let our little toddler run around outside of the car. What a great space. I understand they close at 9 and last call was 8:45 ish. No problem. Closed our tab and went back to sit and finish my beer and my wife’s NA. Both good beverages. My wife went to restroom before leaving and there was already a trash can in front of door and a scrubber in/on toilets?! Seemed she should not use any so she asked the person cleaning the mens and they said ok just move the scrubber. My wife came back and I was prepared to go to the bathroom myself and take our toddler before we hop back in the car for an hour more drive to our hotel for the night. At this point it’s 9:15. Doors were locked. I was carrying in my glass and our kids juice box. Had to leave them outside on the furniture. (Sorry) there were I’m guessing 6 folks hanging/working around the bar. I’m sorry but this “efficiency” of closing was to the detriment of your customers. I’m not even mentioning the food. It was fine but my chicken on the salad was to tough to eat. No need to complain when eating I just left it on the side. Its just a salad but come on. It wasn’t busy. I don’t know what it would be like if this place was full. Really wanted to love this place. Tipped 25% prior to the bathroom issues. Just sad caused seemed like no one cared about the handful of people left. In the car on the highway at 9:20 to find a gas station to use the restroom with...

Atmosphere was nice, but that’s about where it ended for me. I was skeptical when the bartender told me about the flavor add-ins for my beer… Not something I’ve ever seen done before, so I went for it, but was thoroughly disappointed. The regular IPAs and stuff were great though (if it isn’t broken, don’t try to fix it)

Food was kind of meh, though service was extremely fast due to the interesting and innovative system they have set up. Now, I don’t usually have high expectations for food from any place that primarily makes and sells beer, but my burger was burnt to a crisp even though I asked for medium rare and they forgot all of my toppings. The only saving grace was the fries and the boneless wings. I don’t see a lot of places use thigh meat for boneless wings and that really made all the difference, freakin’ loved those! More places should do that.

All in all, it was just an “okay”experience. I came, I drank a beer, I ate some food, and I left. Probably wouldn’t come back unless someone invited me, and even then I’d probably only order a beer and opt for some takeout on the way home.

Twisted Track is a place with beer and food. That’s all I can really...