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| - Yes... a 2 star for such a nice place... it cannot be helped in our case! In short, the service wrecked the experience for us.
We had been asked to give one of the "Redwater" chains another go by management at Redwater for a terribly grey, no-char at all steak we received at our table one night awhile back. We agreed to return weeks later and decided on a location somewhat close to home - the Stonehill. Actually a friend had said something nice about this place, that we had to try it esp. because we lived out this way now. OK, so we figured if we came here and loved it, it was be easy-peasy to come back maybe even once a week and adopt as a fave!
Halt!
We arrived and the outer building first impression IS nice. We were greeted inside with a sign and no hostess stating that the bottom section is closed and to find our way up to the Tavern and seat ourselves. OK, fine. But please, someone sweep the stairs! Found our way to the top, grabbed our own menus and found a booth. The inside of the place is quite lovely, I adore the wine vault that comes up the 2 storeys in the openness and the fireplace. The wood contrasts the stone stylishly. However, I did not think each and every booth needed 2 TVs in such a nice place but.... again the real killer of the meal was the service. A gal who was not lovin' her job, did not want to be there, was curt and did not want to talk about the menu at all even though it was our first visit!
M was happy that Steamwhistle was on sale, he had that and I observed the martini menu! Over the course of dinner, I had 2 martinis that were just ok.
For an appy, we let the waitress pick us a half pound of wings that were on special for $3.99. Not bad - we were given sesame ginger ones, not bad at all and we did enjoy the dill ranch dipping sauce. The chicken wing portions themselves were nothing crazy special and even though some were tiny-tiny, we would get them again on special.
Next up - 2 steaks. I like mine rare, hubby med-rare. Both came out rare (no biggy). When asked by a passing by manager how out first bites were, I hated to tell her that my mashed potatoes were stone cold. I had to try and eat around them and by the time the side order of spuds arrived, I was all but done my meal. Never saw her again. (no free drink, ice cream...) I did love the beets that I chose as one of my sides (LOVE beets and never like prepping them at home due to the mess!) and the steak was some better than the one M ordered at Redwater some time ago. At least it had sear marks! My only complaint was that my steak was very sinewy and it was hard to cut through all that.
Checked out the dessert menu and decided just to call it a night. We had had a wonderful evening together - just when our server was NOT around. She was a black cloud with her overall attitude. She then brought us the bill and it was the one for the drunken slobs outside on the patio - no, no thanks, not paying their Mega booze bill, we are done.
Out to the car we went that apparently was near the drunken tables self appointed smoking area so our new car reeked to high heaven of cigarette smoke.
Home please - we would not come back unless someone else suggested it.
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