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It may have been an off day but, WOW, best of luck to whoever owns this place. If stool pigeons didn't make it, you don't stand a chance.
I was reminded that this is where the old stool pigeons used to be, because the sign is still up. Kind of confusing and strange, but not a reason not to give this place a shot. I was walking around downtown, looking for an after brunch beer and maybe a snack. This place happened to be close and open. I walked in the door to see a sign for specials saying $3 mimosa's. We opened the next door to find the whole place smelled like poo. Don't know why but, decided to have my drinks outside. At first I thought our host was a bum, literally. I expected him to ask for change but, then I noticed the t-shirt. We walked to the bar to see an eccentric looking bartender that could have been straight out of MMA. He ran the place, obviously. Took a look at the tap list real quick and proceeded to walk outside.
Our waitress came to see us quickly and gave us 2 menus but after the smell inside, I was content with my brunch. We ordered an IPA and a mimosa. The beer was cold and fresh, like it should be. The mimosa was flavorless, it wasn't horrible, it just wasn't good. Little bit of bubbles, so I know some "champagne" was in there, but that"s about it.
We decided to look through the menu anyhow, since they're specialty was 50 taps and 50 sandwiches, just to see what was up. There were a few sandwiches that looked edible but at 10-12 a piece, I wasn't too impressed. Also, I didn't understand the theme. Dillinger's tap room. So I get the random sandwiches named after gangsters and, even the Tony Montana one. But why Fresh Prince of Belle Aire, Jaba the Hut, and Roger Rabbit? I guess I should have asked. Some other people on the front porch ordered some sandwiches and wraps and they didn't look half bad but, felt no reason to order food myself.
Then, I was really glad we didn't order food. Halfway through the mimosa I took a sip and felt rough edges on the glass. I looked at it, and it looked like leftover blackening seasoning, I assume from a bloody mary. Killed this places chance at 2-3 stars, GROSS! I didn't finish the drink and asked for the check. Check came and we were charged $4 for the mimosa. I guess it was a buck extra for the prior patron's seasoning on the glass. The waitress fixed the bill but, no way I'll be back unless I need a place to pee while tailgating a Panthers game.
Arguably my worst experience of any place in downtown Charlotte.
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