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| - Cheap booze. That's it. That's all you can expect from Bistro, or "The Beast" as it's more affectionately known.
Don't expect it to be clean -- especially not the washrooms, which make me want to jump in a pool of Purel upon exiting. Don't expect good service, because the two guys who work here are probably the rudest people I've ever encountered in my life. I get it, you deal with shitty people on a daily basis, they are usually drunk, but come on. I'm a nice girl, I'm not going to get rowdy, and I'm going to pay my bill, so maybe you should treat me as if I'm a human?
But my friends insist on coming here because of the cheapness, so this is where we end up sometimes. The back patio is fun in the summer, so give me a couple mixed drink pitchers and a straw and I'll try and forget about the jerks who sold it to me or the disgusting bathrooms.
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