Came here for Sunday brunch courtesy of a Groupon. The food was just ok. The chicken fried steak was dried out. The Monte Cristo was also just so so. Ordered a biscuit with extra gravy and that was really good. The drink menu seeks to inspire adventurous souls to reach out to the farthest reaches of fanciful spirits selections. They all sound great on paper but when they deliver the drinks they fall flat in the most uninteresting way. Snooze fest !!! I saw tiny burritos being served up on spinach wrapped tortillas.... ugghhh why ? Douche canoes must need their burritos priced high to enjoy them perhaps. Count me out.
Danielle was our server and I had zero complaints with her. The problem was the kitchen. Grandiose menu with no connection to reality, taste or value.
My chandler mimosa should have been accompanied by a sad violin with a sad song about the loss of love gone bad.
The Bloody Mary wasn't spicy and also fell flat. Meridiem down the street rocks the BM's. Lesson learned.
We were going to eat on the patio but some whack lady had two of her birds at her table eating off her plate. Gross !!! Manager; please don't encourage people with fake therapy animals into your restaurant. Just say "No" and tell her to go to the Perch where she can hang out with her fine, feathered, friends! Seriously!