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| - The service was good. It was clean. And it was very, Very, VERY full of a ton of really old people. I haven't seen this many old people in the same place at once since my last trek to Sun City.
But I didn't hold the old people factor against One Eyed Dog. I like old people. I had a minor in gerontology in undergrad. It was just a little peculiar. On a Friday night, I felt a little like I was sitting in a nursing home cafeteria.
Then I noticed that this place was supposed to be a British pub. And their decorations seemed a bit, um, TGIBritain. But I'm no expert on what is an authentic British look, so I didn't hold that against them either.
But the food was unimpressive. I wasn't really hungry, and I joined my guests late, so I just sampled what my husband ordered. The wings were peculiar. I wasn't there when he ordered, but I'm sure that he asked for the wings to be crispy. This is the first time that I ever had wings that were too crispy. They were dessicated. And the sauce was adequately hot, but too vinegary, and with a peculiarly flavored vinegar. Maybe they used malted vinegar? I've never tasted an octogenarian, but I imagine this is what they might taste like.
The few fries I tasted were like frozen french fries that I could easily make at home. Our friend ordered the fish fry sandwich, Walleye, which he seemed pleased with. The waitress told us that the fish fry dinner was even better with the sides. I'll take her word for it, she was very nice and efficient.
It's near our friend's place, so if he suggested it again, I wouldn't say no and I would definitely stick with the fish fry dinner. But I won't be rushing back.
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