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| - Terrible, just terrible in every way.
I ate here on 6/27/15 for my boyfriend's birthday dinner with family. After first sitting down, we complained that our table was /extremely/ wobbly. The waitress was so flustered that she had to ask a manager what to do. He just moved us one table over (wow, genius!) to a smaller booth. Since there were 6 of us, it was quite cramped... Not to mention the rest of the restaurant was basically empty, so we could've had any table in the place. After that, we ordered our drinks and waited a while to get them. The waiteress didn't stick around to take our dinner order. So, we waited. And waited some more. And then I went to check out the bathroom because I was really that bored. Let's just say that some corners were cut in the bathroom. I heard a "beep beep beep" sound that was pretty annoying, really adding to the gas station bathroom vibe. When I washed my hands, I noticed a smoke alarm and saw that the battery needed to be changed. In that moment, I realized that the bathroom was as neglected as the customers. Shame on you, Black Angus. What if there was an actual fire?
Anyway, it's not fair to judge a restaurant entirely on bathrooms and bad service, right? So we finally ordered the food. My boyfriend and I split a hamburger for $13.50. Yeah, it was that expensive. I ate hamburgers in England (when the exchange rate was really sucky) for less than that! Anyway, the food took so long that we ran out of things to talk about other than, "wherrre is our food?"
In the meantime, we heard the staff sing "Happy Birthday" to another table. We'd told the waitress that we were there for a birthday, so naturally, we expected the same treatment at some point (spoiler alert: they never sang to us). My boyfriend's little sister finally just laid her face on the table. Well, when we did get the food, it was alright. But nothing I couldn't have made at home. In much less time. For like half that price.
Getting the waitress' attention to take the bill was another challenge. Finally, a guy with a broom walked by, and we asked if he would get our waitress. More waiting of course. I cannot express just how happy I was to walk out of that place, even though it was sweltering outside.
Point being, there are two other steakhouses next to this pathetic restaurant. Go somewhere less expensive; at Black Angus, the prices don't reflect service (or quality)!
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