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What a great place this so easily could be. It feels like a big city restaurant inside. The woman on the piano is a fucking genius, and I don't think she can be stumped. If you dine while she is playing, you will likely be like me and forget that the food is overpriced and mediocre.
Well, once she stopped playing, all focus went back on the food. My overcooked, white centered piece of "seared tuna" was utterly tasteless. The Wasabi mashed potatoes spoke nothing of wasabi, and my taste buds wondered why the fish tasted of fishyness the whole way through. My girfriend's chicken was one of the most disgustingly flavored dishes I'd ever tried, but she wasn't so upset with it... not mine, so I can't complain a lot.
Lackluster service, and attitude from the host didn't help either. I paid $60 of my hard earned money for two entrees and two iced teas and would have been happier eating a ham sandwich at home. At least that could have been prepared properly. If you can't sear tuna, then don't advertise it seared and ask me if rare is OK with me. This was not rare, it was freaking obliterated.
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