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| - A very unimpressive dining experience. It started out promising when we were informed it was "happy hour all day." The frozen house margaritas were icy and mediocre. Chips and salsa are not complimentary but $5.00 ($3.00 on happy hour)--strike one. The papas and chorizo appetizer was pretty good and spicy, though the included cooked egg was near room-temperature.
Things digressed when we went to order some tacos (three for $10.00) but were informed you have to order all three of the same kind, and that a la carte tacos (i.e., to be able to order different kinds) are only available on Tuesday- -WTF... So we got the queso fundido, which was gummy, bland, not quite hot enough temperature-wise, and overpriced at $13 with a tablespoon of chorizo thrown in.
The atmosphere is bland. The television right above us was showing a grainy replay of a golf tournament from the 1970s (Lee Trevino was leading), and there was actually a "dj"with headphones and MacBook ensconced in one of the corners apparently responsible for the unmemorable soundtrack being piped throughout the restaurant.
Service at the bar was not good. They were over-staffed with three people working the half-full bar and restaurant. The young woman and the guy with the hipster mustache were very friendly and helpful. However, there was clearly no communication between the three of them, as they would each ask the same questions. Overly attentive at the beginning, later there was a lengthy wait between the time we finished eating to receive the bill. Then, when I pointed out to the third bartender that two of the happy-hour items we had been charged full price for, there ensued another lengthy wait, a discussion with some of the managers, and then I had to ask (the same guy) for the bill again. After returning with the sales slip, he acted put-out by having to have the bill corrected (he clearly didn't have the authority to make the $5 correction) and, possibly inadvertently, slammed the bill and wooden holder down on the bar with saying anything. Do us all a favor--lose the attitude and hone some basic service skills, or please get out of the service industry.
Sitting in the increasingly dreary restaurant waiting for all this to play out, it was soon completely clear that we will not be coming back here.
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