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| - This place is OK, but it was involved in one of the worst dates of my life. The food is alright --what you'd expect from a bar-- and the service was pretty decent. TVs line the walls everywhere, so you have plenty to watch and should never hurt for a view. My fellow females will be glad to know the restrooms were better-than-expected for a joint like this.
The parking, however -- make sure you park somewhere where you will not get TOWED. I had never been to Picasso's before --and haven't been since-- so I parked where my date did, across the street in the parking lot where all the little stores were closed for the night. After an extra-inning baseball game was over, my date walked me to my car and BOOM: his truck had already been towed and we walked around the corner to Big Fat Tow Truck Man securing the straps on my little VW, about to haul her away. They got into a huge argument, blah, blah, blah -- the dude released my car in exchange for all the money I had in my purse. Then, of course, I took my date home...I'll spare you the rest of the story.
Word to the wise: BE CAREFUL where you park when you visit Picasso's.
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