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| - I really hated this bar. I have no clue what the food is like, nor do I care to find out, because they couldn't even get the bar part right. This place had the fortune, or misfortune depending on your view, of being just across the street from the hotel my firm was having a conference in. As a result it was bombarded nightly by a varying cast of people with expense accounts to blow, usually in search of cheap, crappy beer (ughh, no thanks). Jack Astor's was happy to oblige them on the crappy end, but not so much in the cheap department.
The selection here is what you would expect at Applebees or Chilis, and I'm guessing this is some equivalent of those places by the food menu. The problem is the service is drastically slower, even on the nights when we didn't flood the tables, and the beer is so overpriced you end up spending $10 a pint by the time all the taxes and tip are included. If they were pouring Samuel Smith or Rogue premiums from the taps I might be inclined to pay, but for Molson and Labatt I just don't think it's justified.
They do have a really nice outdoor patio with space heaters at nearly every table, which accounts for one of the stars I gave them. The other comes from simply putting up with our insane group who decided to completely take over the place on one specific night, pouring in about 200-300 people at one time. They made a shitload of profit in the process, so I'm sure it was no sweat off their backs, but points to anyone who deals with a surge of that magnitude.
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