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I liked the concept for Stax, little customizable sliders with good bits of meat. It was sound in theory. But I'm afraid I'm going to have to shop around elsewhere for my mini customizable-burger joint because this place, quite frankly, sucked.
The waiters led the five of us to a small four-seater table, counted us, shrugged, and then walked off. Ok ...
Sides. The sweet potato fries, while cooked well, were tasteless. The onion rings tasted ok, but were a bit undercooked and so slid out of their breaded crusts. The tater tots, however, were pretty awesome and got caught up in the middle of a ravenous feeding frenzy until the basket was emptied.
Burgers. Bleck. My wagyu beef burger was charred enough for it "burnt black" to be the predominant flavor, and my duck burger was dry AND tasteless. The only escapee from the dry patty afflication was a sloppy joe (to be fair, I'm not sure HOW you make a dry sloppy joe).
Drinks. What drinks? No top ups on water, nothing. After about 15 minutes of empty glasses, the waitress finally and unceremoniously plunked down a carafe on one end of the table and walked off.
Check. After telling us a split check was fine, the waitress plunked down one bill, and told us to itemize it ourselves. We handed back a clearly labeled reciept, and watched her puzzle over our fairly simple notation (We had numbered each item, it was MENSA grade complex. Really.). Ten minutes later (we had watched them puzzle for a while), one of the other workers came up to us and told me to just add it up for them. Now muttering dire threats under my breath, I added up everything on the back of the receipt (the waitress offered to lend me her calculator afterwards). Then, they offered to print us up the separate orders by seat. (Huh?)
Their tip? "Tip has been adjusted to reflect accounting services provided." $0.00
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