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| - went here to watch the ufc fights. there was no cover charge and it wasnt packed full of affliction-wearing douche canoes. lots of tvs. so those are pluses.
the service . . . pretty dismal. ok, it was a big fight night but i think they only had two waitresses working. the girl we had looked overwhelmed, and like i said, it wasnt that packed. there were still a couple open tables after the fights started, which did fill up eventually. im sure it easily gets busier for football games and such every week. we didnt see the waitress for stretches at a time, she would randomly show up every so often with one item we had previously ordered but woudnt take any new orders until the next time she would visit without any items.
they were also out of a couple of their more decent drafts. we didnt get any napkins or silverware, and our paper towel roll dispenser on the table was empty. when the waitress would come by, she would have to move it to put stuff down, and still wouldnt give us paper towels.
the food was a serious joke, bordering on insulting. my friend ordered the new york strip steak (yes, i had that same reaction when i heard he ordered that). it looked pretty sad sitting on the plate when it did come. he cut into it and it was raw. im not talking under-cooked, im saying literally raw. if you looked at the side of the steak, you could see raw steak. we grill quite a bit, so im kinda familiar with steaks, and this had to have been one minute on super high heat on each side. no exaggeration.
so the waitress comes by on her next go round, and my friend tells her about the steak. she didnt give a shit. so my friend said he would get something else.
so then she comes by a round or two later with my buffalo chicken sandwich. i literally laughed at it. at first i thought they forgot the chicken . . . but when i took the top bun off, there it was. a perfectly circular chicken patty about 1/4" thick. smothered in sauce. there was close to 1/2" of bun around the chicken patty and the edge of the bun. they politely included two small slices of tomato. they were both from the top of the tomato and had the white centers in still in them. i decided not to use the tomato that was partially green.
the waffle fries were so awesome. actually, more like a love-hate relationship. after eating about half of them though, the overwhelming saltiness that made them so good started burning my mouth.
so then the waitress comes by and my friend ordered the philly cheese steak, which he said was pretty good.
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