This...was not good. It was...bad.
BUT, there's a bright side! Tons of good beer selections. So while you're sitting at the wobbly table, muscling through the gristle in your steak salad (as my wife did), you can slowly kill the pain of the experience by drinking your weight in some really good beer.
Parking is...confusing. The parking lot next to the place isn't theirs. Theirs is practically inaccessible in the back. We parked across the street at a medical center that was closed. It was the best parking spot around.
Possibly my review is biased low because we sat next to a group of people who were loudly and drunkenly extolling the virtues of running from the police when you drunk-crash your car into a tree, because by the time the police find you, you're no longer drunk. Toss in a few eff bombs per second about police...and how many police you've ever beaten up at once...and you have delightful background banter to frame a bad visit to a crappy 'restaurant'.
If this was a pub review, I'd toss another star or maybe even two on it. It's a fine pub. Just don't eat there.