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| - now, i know this review may irritate die-hard big daddy's enthusiasts (of which i have encountered quite a few), but please bear with me.
i do like this place. honestly.
the venue is a nightmare. tiny, packed, loud, etc. i try to come here when i have more than five people with me so that we can properly combat the noise with ruckus of our own. i find myself deliberately trying to be obnoxious so that i can leave an impression, which isn't necessarily a good thing - fighting with screaming infants never is.
service can be a crapshoot. i've had excellent servers, and i've had ones show me this is their temp job . . . and it'll be over very soon.
the food does a good job of combating the aforementioned issues - a great selection at a very fair price. i'm partial to creating my own burger or building my own salad. if i had to choose something i loved on the menu, i'd most likely go with the buffalo chicken sandwich.
this food is very, very greasy. in fact, stay far away from the onion rings if you don't want to catch yourself "ringing" your hands in shame hours later. the fat content is not justified by the taste. if you want something deep-fried that is worth the calories, go for the sweet potato fries. i'm not usually a big fan, but these are delicious. being partial to shoestring frites, i find their chunky steak-cut fries so-so, and their tater tots nothing special.
all in all, i find myself getting take-out from big daddy's more often than not because the food/selection is really great for the money. if i want to eat at the actual restaurant, i'm in a gambling, cantankerous mood, and i don't know if this is conducive to being positive.
yes, i do know there is another (roomier) one in ballantyne. why the eff would i drive there if the original is five minutes away from me?
i really do like this place . . . but sorry if the truth hurts, die-hards.
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