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| - They service was horrible. The hostess was an airhead, somehow she couldn't figure out we wanted to eat food when we said we'd like to E.A.T. She pointed us in the direction of the bar and went proceeded to stand at the host station like Barbie. We walked right by the bar and into the dining room and were stopped from self-seating ourselves by a busy server that spoke bimbo and was able to get through to the hostess to seat us properly.
Our server wasn't much better. We sat for a good while before we discovered who would be taking care of us. He gave us water and then went MIA. for a good 10 minutes before he came back to take our order. It started to seem like the food was taking a little longer than it should when our server stopped by our table confused and was like, "where's your food"? Um, shouldn't I be asking you that?
Aside from the airheads they had waiting on us, the food was actually pretty good. For drinks, I had a Drunken Leprechaun. However, by the time I got it, I wished it was more "drunk". Two shots of Jameson were pretty undetectable in all that sweet, shakey goodness; lightly minty and sinfully rich. Gotta love adult shakes tho, they had big ol' Bam-Boozled section on the menu just for em. I just wish they'd triple up the boozled scale.
For food, El Machete; beef with chili, onions, pepperjack, lettuce, tomato and a spicy aioli. Best damn burger I've ever eaten; big, complex flavors and a bad-ass juicy patty. The fries, ala carte, were okay.
Too bad the service sucked the love for this place outta me.
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