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| - My fiancé and I walked in and immediately were put off by the live music, a young girl singing and playing acoustic guitar but, despite our better judgement, decided to stick with Vintage 95 due to our lack of a back up plan. We were seated in the very back, closest to the kitchen and registers, presumably because she and I were the youngest (and most heavily tattooed) patrons in the restaurant.
We were sat directly next to a repugnant couple of 50-somethings who simply would not and could not stop groping each other. Not even reasonable PDA, like her hand under his shirt onto his nasty hairy chest.
My fiancé and I came here to celebrate my promotion at work and we were looking for good cocktails. I prefer whiskey/bourbon cocktails and their online menu looked promising, but the menu we received was incredibly limited in comparison.
The cocktails were decent enough and fairly typical. We ordered the bruschetta which was the best thing we ate, although not by much. We each ordered a flatbread; I had the italian and my fiancé had the vintage, which she felt was entirely too sweet. The sauce on my italian flatbread tasted like chef boyardee.
As the night went on the young girl's live music became more irritating and her voice more shrill. Frankly, I don't need to hear multiple Sara Barielles covers while I'm trying to enjoy my sub-par meal. To accompany the undesired entertainment, a little girl who apparently had just come from a ballet recital began dancing in the middle of the restaurant.
Our server was honestly a little below standard but she was probably the best part of our dining experience, so we weren't offended. By the end of the night we were more than relieved to be out of Vintage 95 and will not be coming back.
If you enjoy over priced sub-par food, 50-something PDA, and 6 year olds in tutus dancing to abrasive live music then Vintage is for you.
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