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| - If I could find deep fried pickles elsewhere (and as convenient a location for me), I would never go here. Why? The service is almost always terrible. After nearly 15 minutes of being completely ignored and overlooked, I started to worry that I had suddenly turned invisible. We were even ignored as the server wiped down our table! No "I'll be right back to take your order" or "sorry for the wait" - until my face could no longer hide my fury. Then it was excuse after excuse. I completely understand if it's a busy night, or if you're short staffed - just please acknowledge my presence, even in the slightest, so I know I'm not invisible. As we waited we watched another couple get fed up with being invisible and walk out the door (two servers who were chatting with one another watched them leave and didn't appear regretful in the slightest). The only reason I go here (and gave it 2 stars) is for the deep fried pickles which are usually really good, but on this particular visit, there were 2 less spears than usual, and 2 of them were undercooked (the breading was doughy, and not crispy). They also filled the bottom half of the container with a ridiculous amount of shredded lettuce - I guess so we wouldn't notice we were being short-changed on the pickles?
Since the pickles left us unsatisfied, we were hungry for dessert. But there are no dessert prices listed on the menu (and this area can be pricier than usual). When we asked our server she did not know how much they were and left for several minutes before she came back with an answer. And it was another 20 min. until she came back to ask if we wanted to order dessert, which we did 20 min. earlier, but since we were officially fed up, we asked for the bill instead.
If you like deep fried pickles, more often than not, St. Louis does them right. Just maybe try a different location.
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