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| - This place is getting a crappy rating even though I really wanted to like it. Seriously. I may not even give them a second chance, which is rare for me to withhold. I was *that* annoyed.
How bad, you ask?
How do I count the ways?
I arrived late, but they were stil serving. Server took forEVER to respond, and then told me the kitchen was "closed". (Can a bar close a kitchen completely while serving alcohol???)
Upon further inquiry, he conceded that they still had sandwiches, maybe fries, but no grill. Cool; I can deal with that. So we make a quick beer selection (more on that later) and move to the food. Server tries to steer me into a chicken salad sandwich- but, I abhor, absolutely ABHOR mayonnaise... so notsomuch. I respond with his/kitchen's choice of either of 2 coldcut sandwiches (because I am basically easy), and since I ABHOR mayo.... no mayo on it, k?
I get my sandwich with potato chip crumbs (yuck) and it is absolutely slathered with a white creamy substance, which, silly me, I mistake for the dread aforementioned MAYO. Server comes back with the response, "That is honey mustard. Not mayo."
Hello? Any server with a brain might, just might, consider asking the patron who has emphasized her dislike of dressings on her sandwich if they *want* the honey mustard, or, GODS forbid, put it on the side just in case. But, it's late, I have a beer and need food to offset the alcohol. So I choke down an otherwise perfectly good sandwich ruined (for me at least) by the addition of the quart of damned honey mustard- and begin to form a poor opinion of the place.
Server comes back as I finish the sandwich to see if it was OK...like there were options at that point? Riiiight.
Oh yes, about the beer. I love IPAs. See one on the menu, asked what the alcohol content was since I am needing to eat, and I don't like high gravity beers in general. Server tried to inform me that IPA styles *only* come in high-gravity offerings. I responded that I knew of quite a few very good ones that were anything *but* high alcohol content...at which point he amended his statement to say *available here*. So I switched to another, unsatisfactory choice based on alcohol content. And, after the rigamarole about the beer and sandwich, I don't get asked if I want a second beer (since my glass was EMPTY), but have the check dumped in front of me. Guess they wanted to go home. So much for the traditional "last call". And, so much for my discretionary income.
Taco Mac is a few minutes further away; has a full menu til 2 AM, and 100 beers on tap, plus bottles... AND people who actuallly know what they are serving. I'm thinking I won't be back to the Alehouse, even though I would dearly prefer to support a local business. Just too many negatives in the one visit to overcome. Sad, actually.
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