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Me and my brother walked in here late one night for a night cap, the place had about 12 other people already there, so not crowded nor empty. We sat up at the bar, and things went downhill from there. My brother ordered a cream ale and I ordered a Knob Creek bourbon on the rocks. The bar tender told my brother he probably wouldn't like the cream ale (??? wtf?) my brother insisted, and the bar tender said "fine. suit yourself" (the beer tasted great, btw... no idea what the bar tender was thinking). Between serving my brother and then serving me, the bar tender went over to a group of his friends on teh other side of the bar, and had shots with them.
Finally, the guy came over and told me my bourbon would be 9 bucks... a little steep, but, whatevs, I was in full tourist mode and was simply there to drop a few toonies... so i nodded, no problem. He served it to me in a small shot glass, no ice. I reminded the guy that I'd like it on the rocks... so he poured it over ice and then told me it would be 11 bucks... i asked him indignantly, for the ice? and then he had some difficulty explaining to me something about the size of the glass (and this guy was anglo, so i'm not talking translation problems here)... i kept asking him if it meant he poured MORE bourbon into the glass, and he wouldn't answer me straight - though my brother seemed to think he had topped up my glass since a shot looks a bit short over ice, i guess. not sure what happened, but now me, my brother, and the bar tender were all on very disgruntled terms.
obviously we rubbed this guy the wrong way, no idea why, but as soon as we were finished with the drinks, we were out of there faster than you could cry sacre bleu! too bad, cuz the space is cavernous and comfy, could be a really great place to hide form the weather if the service didn't suck so much.
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