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| - So first - you don't go to the Green Room for the food, and you don't go to the Green Room for the service. You go to the Green Room because it's the Green Room.
I was there last week and the waiter swore at us on at least two different occasions. Once he brought us a drink which we didn't order and when we pointed this out he said "Well you have to speak fucking louder ok, because it's noisy in here." On another, my friend asked what kinds of beer they had and he said "I'm not going to list every fucking beer we have because there are too many, just tell me what you want." He wasn't saying it in a cutesy way either, he was just a douchenozzle. Perhaps this is due to the fact that if you have a group of three or more there is a 15% gratuity automatically added to the bill, so the waiter could call your mother a dirty whore and he'd still get his tip. Fortunately our mother's reputations survived unmaligned.
Normally this level of douchery would upset me, but hey this is the Green Room. You go to the Green Room because it has personality. It has character. Sure, it might be the personality and character of that creepy uncle who your parents would never leave you alone with because god only knows what he would do to you, but hey if you want a sanitized experience go to Jack Astor's.
One big change I've noticed is that the washrooms, which years ago were like something you'd find in a Soviet gulag, have been transformed into a veritable Taj Mahal of bathrooms. They done put some fancy ass tile work up in that mofo.
Pros: It's the Green Room, drinks are cheap, washroom is no longer place where nightmares are born.
Cons: It's loud, the food is bad, waiters have learned customer service by watching reruns of "Hells Kitchen"
Verdict: It's the Green Room.
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