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| - We went to try it out at the behest of my 15-year-old son (minors are allowed until 8 PM) and I am pretty sure I know why that was now...but we'll get to that. You are first greeted by a pretty cool sports bar decor, with one wall made from old hockey sticks, another made from backlit corona bottles, and about 65 big screen TV screens including four made into a "Jumbotron" above the bar. If you want to catch the game, there is no way to find a bad seat in the house for that.
We sat ourselves in the area up top and immediately noticed that for a Wednesday lunch hour, the place was packed! We were served quite promptly by our server and received our drinks right away. Between three of us we ordered 2 of their daily special of tenderloin, mashed potatoes and Caesar salad for $12.99 which came skewered with a lottery ticket, a pound of wings (we ordered another later) and their bacon wrapped stuffed jalapeños. The steaks were cooked well to order and the wings were reportedly delicious (my son's meal). The bacon wrapped jalapeños were absolutely disgusting. Rather than the traditional method of stuffing them, they have opted for a lengthwise halving, plopped the cream cheese on top, then wrapped the wildly varying sizes of peppers with bacon. I am not sure what made those tiny little peppers so wilted and shrivelled, but it sure wasn't too much time in the oven judging from the practically raw bacon draped around them. I took the bacon off mine and ate the pepper, well, a bite of it. Yuck! My partner bit one and that was all. He spat his out and he likes tender bacon. A food abomination like this would not have been so notable aside from the "Oh, that's too bad" we received from the server and the $11.99 we paid to have a revolting looking plate sitting in the middle of the table, but we probably would have replaced it with something else and had a better dish to rave about and remember. I am pretty sure our server loaded up on Valium before her shift, so to be fair it may be why she didn't apparently care about too much beyond a monotone repetition every time she was near the table of the phrase "How's the food..", it was not so much a question, though.
My impression of the place takes me back to why my 15-year-old probably wanted to go back even after his Dad and StepMamma won't return. I later learned they disliked the food. His first reason is he loves chicken wings and they did wings pretty well. The second is likely that, for whatever reason, despite the failure of Fox in Airdrie that had similar female uniforms and the closure of Hooters and The Tilted Kilt in Calgary, they seem to feel that their establishment has enough other positive qualities to buck the widely reported trend away from scantily clad, (and in our case, vacuous) servers. They wear skirts that do not fully cover the buttocks of their female servers- no joke, you can see a full quarter cheek of the female servers butt cheeks while they are standing up straight! The male server and the male bartender were dressed quite sharply, but it was a conservatively striking contrast to the scantily clad women and even left a bad taste of objectification in my Fiancé's mouth (although, again, that could have been the appetizer...). I am all for sexy and revealing, this was just overplayed, predictable and trashy.
I would maybe go back to watch a hockey game, order wings and enjoy a few beers. It would not be my first choice, which is unfortunate as the menu had some tempting offerings and the decor was really inviting and even had a "Terrence and Phillip" mural. When the novelty of being new wears off, there is nothing so unique or special to keep this place busy.
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