A seemingly great day to hang out at the upstairs bar. On the way to the bar you walk by a half a dozen dirty bird cages only to sit down at an almost equally dirty outdoor area with ashtrays overflowing. Not being a beer drinker, I ordered my usual Bombay Sapphire martini. I watched the bar man make it. He was doing everything right including swirling and dumping out the vermouth out of the glass for an extra dry martini, he even stirred the gin being carful not to bruise it. My excitement faded when I tasted it. I thought it was illegal to water down liquor. There was absolutely no doubt that this was. And just to add insult to injury, it was a short pour. On to the food. The presentation on the carne asada tacos looked ok except that each of the three tacos had different portions of meat, cheese, and pickled onion. The taste of the meat was off. The jalapeƱo marmalade wings sounded good but were not. If you like cruel and unusual treatment of animals and watered down drinks with barely edible food than this is your place. Oh and I hope you like cigarette smoke because nothing says I'm enjoying the outdoors than second hand smoke.