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| - I loved the feel of Plank, with wood planks covering every inch of the walls, tastefully placed art alongside a giant wood framed mirror, mismatched, retro wooden chairs, tea lights inside mason jars aglow at each table, and menus presented on planks of wood. If all I was looking for was a place that welcomed me with its charm from the moment I walked in, this would be it.
While service was great, they didn't have their only soup item prepped for the evening, so I had to order something else to go with my shortrib Yorkers. I decided to split a baked Mac & cheese with a friend. It was good, but I like my Mac and cheese without the frills, so I would have preferred they not put bacon in it. In addition, despite the bacon, it lacked salt.
The yorkies were ok (though my friend, who also ordered them, said she LOVED them and can't wait to order them again), but there was too much fat left on the rib meat, and my husband's Yorkshire pudding is better. There was also a strong red wine flavor, which was a bit overpowering, in my opinion.
Our server did a fantastic job, and was a little embarrassed when he went to offer us after- dinner coffee, when he realized nobody had made the coffee yet (it was after 6 p.m.!).
The music was absolutely BLARING (needs caps because that's how loud it was), making conversation difficult to impossible. As if that wasn't bad enough, they were playing Lynnard Skynard and other similar artists that I avoid like the plague. Because of the acoustics in the room, the volume of the conversation without the music was already louder than most pubs I've been in. When the volume of the music was turned up, I finally gave up on talking because I couldn't hear anything my friends said in reply, and I'm sure they tired of me asking, "What?" repeatedly.
No soup, no coffee, fatty meat, less than flavorful Mac & cheese, and blaring music trump great service and charming decorations. I doubt I'll return.
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