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| - Once again, a situation where I wish I could rate one member of the staff differently from the actual experience.
Granted, the ladies and I came here on an extremely busy pre-St. Patrick's Day Friday night, which meant it was a bologna forest in there. Loud, crowded, with the kind of attentiveness from waitstaff one would expect from a place that has their female servers wear daisy dukes.
Service was scant and curt, and at one point, one of the ladies with us had to go up to the bar and get her own drink. It was pretty much one-star city until the adorable manager came to our rescue, got us our food and drinks and bought us apology shots. Another thing the Local 522 has going for it; a really good veggie burger. Well-made, flavorful and not at all a beany hockeypuck. The sweet potato fries, not so much. The flavor was there, but they were thought-provokingly flaccid. Whatever, I ate them anyway.
Good food and good company are what saved the day (don't they always?), and I really enjoyed meeting some of the ladies at our table! I'd risk coming back here; on a much quieter evening.
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