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| - First off, I can't fault this joint's food. It's pretty much the same thing you'd get downtown, along with newer editions of bar food that kids/picky people/hateful humans that don't like corned beef will accept. However, when my friends and I got there around noon on a Sunday, we were seated by a nice host and ... abandoned? Like, nobody came to our table for half an hour. There were definitely a fair amount of servers there, because every five minutes one would crane their neck around the corner and stare at our table for a few seconds. I dunno, maybe they were short-staffed? But when you (well, ME in this instance) have to walk up to the bar to simply request drinks at a fairly well-staffed family restaurant, you know things aren't running all that well.
Plus (and I hate to pile on), it was a fairly cold and rainy day. After a couple minutes of sitting at our table, cold water leaking through a spot on the roof hits my friend in the head. There was definitely a steady trickle going on. This is full-on "You Have a Hole in Your Roof" situation. Once we finally had a server, we mentioned this to her. She said, "Oh yeah, we've had a lot of that lately. We've spent $40,000 on the roof so far. It's been happening all over the restaurant. Sorry." Um, yeah. I guess maybe go here when it's not raining out?
The whole thing was a shame, because of course the food is so (pause) damn (pause) good. Corned beef and pastrami until the end of days. I mean, who am I kidding? I'll probably be back. I've been thinking of that Reuben all week.
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