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| - My "dining" experience at the Tilted Kilt began around 9:30 pm on 7/3/2012. I can start by saying that I had an idea of what I was getting myself into before I arrived: Scantily clad servers and bar food (think dressed like the O'Henry candy bar girl from Seinfeld).
The disinterested hostess sat my friend and I at a four-top street side looking out toward the Horseshoe. Although it was a raining, the open window seating was quite enjoyable.
Our even less than interested server started us off by telling us about her long day and how she had to work a double shift on 7/4. My friend ordered a beer and I stuck with an iced tea (I was the designated driver). After 15 minutes she returned with our drinks and asked if we were ready to order. I asked if she had any suggestions. She responded with the standard "everything here is good" line. I figured because she worked so much she must know what is good to eat right? We started off with the potato skins and I ordered the Gaelic chicken.
After an hour and a half (the restaurant was not busy) and our waitress stopping by to inform us that she wanted to leave and we were her last table, all of our food arrived. The potato skins were average at best - something I could pickup in the frozen food area at Giant Eagle, maybe even Walgreen's. The chicken, well lets say that Cargill Salt better work some overtime this summer. There was more salt in that chicken than I could have imagined. I thought about sending it back, but fear of another hour and a half wait stopped me. I consumed what I could and before we could finish, our waitress stopped by to tell us that she was going home and that we needed to close out.
We closed out our check and I thought, how bad could dessert be? Well after waiting almost an hour for our "new" server, I asked for a dessert menu. Fifteen minutes later she handed over a dessert menu and I ordered the cheesecake. Forty-five minutes passed and she returned with a less than Sara Lee quality cheesecake that I consumed about half of.
With our almost three hour meal coming to an end, I decided enough was enough and I obtained the check for my "tasty" cheesecake and my friend's drink. After I provided the waitress with my credit card, I watched her go over to another table, sit down, and engage in a twenty-minute conversation with that table before she rang out my tab.
If the Tilted Kilt were a normal sports bar/eatery, zero stars. However, I am a guy and the eye candy gives it a one star rating. With that in mind, I will not be suggesting the Tilted Kilt on my next trip downtown.
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