Let me start by saying the food was good. Wasn't the best fried chicken I've ever encountered but it was cooked well and had great flavor. Now let's get down to brass tacks, the customer service (or lack there of). Our server was a sprightly and jovial fellow... in another universe! To say he had the personality and work ethic of a sloth is a detriment to sloths. I couldn't tell you what his voice sounded like or how his teeth looked simply because he never really opened his mouth. Our drinks ran drier than the great California drought of 2015. With the flaming personality of a large mound of tires set a blaze... Scratch that, the tire fire would prove to be incredibly more entertaining. the one shining beacon of hope was a young food runner who had a smile and worked with a hitch in his giddy up. I can go on but I really care not to. Come for the chicken. But never come again because of the service.