We stopped off for a drink here on our way out to other things. She had a strawberry daquiri which wasn't bad at all. I was inspired to drink something fruity and ended up drinking a strawberry pina colada which was terrible. I don't know what I was thinking. The Pina Colada song started playing in my head and I felt compelled. Rest assured it's a compulsion I will be able to resist until I'm on a beach in the Bahamas. Which will be like, never since I'm not a big tropical beach person.
Big D had a martini and said it wasn't so great. A wave of whimsey crashed against the rocks of my disappointment (or perhaps chunks of ice) in my pina colada, and I had a craving for broccoli cheese soup. It was edible, but nothing spectacular. I think I'm too hard on such things. Cheese soups aren't easy to get right I suppose, because it seems to fall below my expectations at most places, but when they get it right I am in cheese laden nirvana.
The only reason I gave them 3 stars instead of 2 was that the service was excellent. Our server was always checking in with us, asking about drink refills, talked with us about menu items - in an informative and non-pushy way - answering all of our questions and making conversation rather than suggestive selling. She was just very attentive and very nice which always makes me happy.