There's no conceivable reason this place should still be in business from my perspective.
When a person walks into this nearly empty 'House' at noon on a Saturday and is told; "You can sit at any table that doesn't have a reserved sign." and they all have reserved signs, what do you do?
I attempted to sit at the bar. There were no stools.
I tried pulling a couple stools from an empty 'reserved' table. The bartender told me to put them back.
I then found a table in the corner with no reserved sign and promptly staked my claim.
Within seconds, a server came rushing over to tell us someone had only moments before, called in to 'buy' the table, telling us they planned on a packed house in a couple of hours and they really weren't able to serve us.
Can you fucking believe that?
I still can't.
I can't recall anytime in recent years where a business, any business, has made me feel so unwelcome as did Derby Public House.
I will come back someday.
But it'll be to point and laugh as creditors respossess your bar furnishings, you gigantic sack of assholes.