I so wanted to like this restaurant but between the owner wearing slide on flip flops while darting in and out of the kitchen & running food to the clam chowder with it thin milky broth, mushy potatoes & carrots to my lukewarm Fresco Crab Melt, I wasn't impressed.
I asked the sever who was also the bartender (we were there during lunch hr) if my melt was supposed to be warm or cold because it was in between both temperatures. The cheese on the top couldn't make up it's mind either. It wasn't quite melted and looked like it had been placed on top of the heavily mayo based sandwich as an afterthought and there it sat waiting for the warming lights on the line to help it melt.
When I remarked to my friend that that the melt had a tuna like consistency due to all of the mayo the owner must have overheard my comment. He flip flopped his way over to our table and challenge me on my remark about my sandwich. He then basically called me a liar when I mentioned that the carrots and potatoes were so over cooked that they fell apart as soon as they touch my tongue. He was so rude that we became very uncomfortable and left. I did feel badly for our server. Apparently she is not given enough time to put away the many boxes of liquor and had to pay more attention to that task then her guests.
As for my friend's Club sandwich it consisted of thinly sliced deli meat on a bun and looked like it belonged on Subway's menu. Nothing special.
We would have given this restaurant another try but the owner's attitude quickly changed our minds. No more Noosa for us!