I have walked past it numerous times during its renovation. They created outside seating with propane umbrella heaters. We finally decided to give it a try after one of our walks. Inside is smaller than I expected, with four high-top tables on the left side and three tables on the right, across the front. The tables form an L shape. The ceiling is much lower than expected. Clearly, time and effort was put into the renovation. The tables are sturdy, as are the chairs, and the ceiling looks like an old tin one. So far so good. Our server was pleasant. Before we ordered beverages, we were surprised by how a newly arrived patron was addressed. An older woman walked in, and said she had a party of five. The expectation is that two high-tops would be moved together to accommodate her party. Nope. “We are expecting a big crowd. Since it’s cool outside, people will be inside.” The lady replied, “Okay. I have a five.” The response, “Can you sit at one table?” The woman was as confused as we were. She politely replied, again, “I have a party of five.” The server understood, and moved two tables together. This exchange took far longer than was necessary. We only saw it as a way for the tip to be reduced after poor service. Why not simply welcome in a large party and help them feel at home however possible? The beverages we received are their own story. My wife’s tasted of some overuse of sweet things, and did not match the menu description. Mine was clearly not stirred or shaken, as it should have been. When I took the first taste, all I got was a snorkfull of lower-shelf Kentucky well spirit. The mixers were nowhere to be found. Had I wronged the drink maker in a past life? Had my dog done its business on their property? Wait. I don’t have a dog. Why was I being punished? Amid the abundance of ice, I did my best to finish the thing set before me. It made me grimace at every sip. Did I mention too much ice? After speaking to friends, they said we went on the wrong day of the week. How unfortunate that this is a possibly...
Read moreWalking up to the tavern, Farr Street appears to be very classy and nice. While it appears to be this way, the workers are far from the same of the taverns appearance. I understand that it is their job to check ids BUT I find it hard to believe that in my group of 7, all 7 ids “did not scan” when each of us are 23+ years old. I would’ve had more respect for the workers if they said that they did not accept a younger crowd in their tavern (although that is discriminatory). On top of the denial, the workers then slid in a snarky remark of “good try” SO THEN we were also accused of being liars. As a woman, I believe that women should stick together and bring each other up. It was truly disgusting how the female workers (especially the manager) were able to make me feel inferior, unwanted, and completely disrespected. Don’t go by the look of the tavern because Farr Street proved that looks can definitely...
Read moreYou Need To Know? Arrived at this quaint tavern on a friday night around 6:45. It was busy for sure but we were able to be seated immediately. The kitchen was pumping food out quickly & the team of waitresses worked very well together. There was was not a long wait at all for a capacity crowd. On this evening we had the Farr Burger 🍔 which was a smash burger with beer cheese ,cheddar, smoked bacon & LTO. This was delicious. We also had the JBH which was an 8 0z smash burger with Cooper cheese, bacon, 🥑 avocado, jalapeños, runny egg, & LTO. This burger may have been messy but it was gone in under 3 minutes. So flavorful. Then we had the chicken tavern tacos with smoked chicken, Chipotle bbq, green sauce & citrus slaw. Flavors were exploding. Our 4th dish was a chicken Caesar wrap with fries 🍟. This place is a MUST stop if your in the scranton area. Now...
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