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| - Once you get to actually play, this place is pretty snazzy. But, dear god, the disorganized check-in process was totally bizarre and took forever. I made a reservation for a Saturday morning for the husband's birthday as we had yet to go there and didn't feel like chancing a wait. Arrived to a giant line of teenagers in one group loitering in the deafeningly loud lobby. Checked in with the concierge. Had baffling conversation about player's cards and the reservation. Everyone seemed confused. Finally got cards. Asked where we wanted to go, selected third floor. Told we could only use irons on the third floor at that point and requested to be moved to first floor. Felt bad about changing our minds, but hadn't been told that until we got there. The husband had brought his own golf clubs to play (which, amusingly, while left alone while trying to sort out the reservation, got played with by the giant group of teenagers as they thought they were part of the gift shop) but that also seemed to confuse everyone so we ended up just giving up and bag checking them to pick up later. Finally wandered to the first floor with only one other couple playing, we were then sat directly next to them...which was awkward as the music was so loud we had to yell at each other to be heard. Uh, hi, new friends, only a foot away, please enjoy while my husband and I yell jokes at each other as you both very seriously work on your swings. Service was okay in that it existed - I'm not really a fan of my debit card just being thrown on the table after opening a tab, little things like that make a big difference. The food was surprisingly good; we had the breakfast flatbread, chicken and waffle sliders, and a carafe of mimosas. Mostly, it would make so much sense to have a tab for everything and just check out at the end - reservation, player's cards, game time, food all on one check. Right now, it's all separated out so you are constantly paying bills, opening tabs, signing things. Bleh. I just want to hit some golf balls poorly and drink a mimosa.
That said, beyond the spastic service, the driving range game is really fun with a bunch of different options for games, smart balls that measure distance, and more. We had a blast playing the game, especially once I finally realized the provided women's clubs were way too short for me and moved to the men's set. As a concept, it's great. But for the prices they are asking, the service really needs to be refined. (For two of us as first time players with breakfast and an hour of game play our total was about $100.) Mostly, it got us looking up traditional driving ranges in our area and figuring out how to pack mimosas to go. However, we both would totally go back again - no reservation for the morning, requesting the be sat not so awkwardly close to the only other people there, a couple flatbreads, and some mimosa-fueled slices to the sand traps on the sides.
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