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| - First off, let me start by saying this is fourth time I've been to Bonfire and I have never received good service, but it's never been terrible enough to warrant a negative review. HOWEVER, this evening I happened to come in with a male friend who is black. I received the rudest treatment I have ever had at Bonfire, and that is really saying something.
The food here is decent, borderline good.You can drink a variety of stuff, even if after half an hour after you finish you first drink you are wondering who you will have to blow to get your second. That's sort of what has kept me coming back. But never again.
Myself and my guy friend walked in together as (no exaggeration) eight waitresses/hostesses stared at us slack-jawed. Not a one of them spoke to address us for several seconds. Finally, a brave soul spoke up and walked us to a table near the "dance floor". The waitress that eventually came to serve us was one of ladies that had gawked from the podium- already didn't like her. She brought my friend one refill, I was out of drink the entire visit. She did not make eye contact with me. She obviously thought we were an item and she obviously did not approve. She put us on the same check, when I asked her to split it up she looked surprised and responded curtly.
I went into the bathroom, four waitresses/hostesses/whoknows were in there, obviously hiding and glued to their phones. They all glared at me. I mean, glared. Meanly. Everyone one of them.
Never again.
Oh, and my friend made a few remarks about Jim Crow laws and vowed not to return. I reminded him all those awful people are just pissed off that they live in Stallings. We had a good laugh at their expense.
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