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| - Over the weekend I had been told about this great new, slightly trendy brewery called OHSO,so when my friend was looking for somewhere to go for St. Patrick's Day that would not be as crazy as the traditional Irish pubs, I suggested we try here. The friend that referred me to OHSO did let me know that he had encountered some difficulty with their texting system for seating people, so to be aware of some technical difficulties, but that the food, beer, service, etc. made up for it.
As I was a few minutes away, my friend texted me that parking was difficult, but that there was valet and that helped. I arrived about 10 minutes after her and sat in front of the valet station (where I was almost backed into by someone in a handicap spot right next to the valet who didn't notice a car 1 foot behind his/her bumper and required me to hold my horn down to prevent a t-boning incident in the parking lot). I sat at the valet station for ~ 5 minutes waiting to be acknowledged while I watched the valets run back and forth to help other people. At first I thought I was being punished for honking my horn (& keep in mind that since I couldn't move my car, neither could the person trapped in the handicap spot, even though I had scooted as far forward as possible to still be by valet and try to let the car out). Finally a valet approached my car and told me that they had closed valet service (keeping in mind it was 7:30 p.m.) and that I could go to the back and try to find something myself.
I'm glad someone finally told me, but to close so early, what???
So, I drove to the back to fight for parking, which was restricted, annoying, and now had made me late to dinner because of my wait time, etc.
But, all of that aside, I decided to go in and enjoy my meal. I wasn't sure if it would be crowded due to the holiday and there appeared to be an event (meet-up type?) outside with people in green & name tags, but my friend had already been seated and the restaurant itself did not look that crowded.
I ordered a soda, a drink, and a meal. For some reason, any type of beverage appeared to be something my server could not remember, as my soda was thrown down as an afterthought and I had to remind him about my drink, which came about mid-meal. So much for ordering additional beverages throughout the night!
I should have probably ordered a burger, but thought I would order the chicken salad sandwich to balance out my fries (it made logical calorie sense in my head, I swear). The fries were passable, but the sandwich was probably something I could have done at home.
My friends swear that I need to give this place another chance and despite our service, the valet drama, and the semi-o.k. food, I'm not sure if this will be on the top of my list for a while until I decide to maybe return and try a burger??
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