This review is for the restaurant only.
Oh...where to start? My husband and I went out to dinner with some friends and ended up here. I wanted to like this place, I really did. I loved that it was connected to a butcher shop and expected the same high quality meats that the butcher shop reviews raved about. I was charmed that the menu included a long list of daily specials that seemed extremely reasonably priced for the amount of food offered.
We were seated promptly and our waitress was fantastic. She was attentive and very friendly. Everyone placed their orders and the salads were brought out extremely quickly...and that's when trouble started.
Unknown at the time, my husband bit into something hard. He was too scared to look, so he just swallowed. Probably not the best idea but hey, that's what he did. Our meals came out about 20 minutes later.
I had the NY strip with a baked potato and my husband and guest both ordered the prime rib with a baked potato. Everyone also received mixed vegetables that were somewhat cold and fairly bland. The baked potatoes tasted like they had been in the oven all day, dry on the outside with chewy skins. There was something that looked like a cooked root (at least that's what I'm hoping for) in the foil wrapper of my husbands. It looked like a dark rope and was pretty tough to pull apart. Either way it was kind of concerning.
When I wasn't chewing on gristle, my NY strip tasted fantastic and was very tender at times. Eventually the gristle won over and I ate maybe 1/4 of the steak in total.
The prime ribs were some of the worst cuts we've seen. My husband ate only about 1/2 of it. The most shocking part was when both he and our guest opened up what appeared to be their containers of horseradish and instead found moldy cheese shreds. These weren't sitting out just for an extra day. These were 1/2 covered with green mold on the top and bottom. Our waitress apologized profusely and took them away immediately, bringing out the sides of horseradish instead. I don't blame her at all, but someone in the back was definitely slacking on the job.
Peach cobbler was dessert and it was sub-par. Again though, my poor husband bit into something hard. This time he elected to spit it out and found a piece of peach pit.
Overall it was sorely disappointing. Maybe one of these days I'll be back to try the butcher shop section of this place but as far as the restaurant is concerned...absolutely not.