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  • Ive been to F&H on numerous occasions. The night usually goes a little like this.. I walk up to the entrance, I see people smoking outside in a small fence area. I look over and see these groups are starring at me like i just blatantly readjusted myself in public. I give them one more glance and realize in two hours we all will all be best friends exchanging pointless stories about our days when in reality I couldn't give a flying f*[% about their new kitten they adopted and named Bunbun. But in 2 hours I will thrive and cherish each of their stories and be amazed I never found such intellectual people sooner. Before I get to the door I feel eyes spying on me. I look up to find one of 17 hostesses peering through the window ready to yank the door open a mere second before I reach for it. (you can't beat them to this.. Ive tried several times, they are good at what they do. Just prepare for this and accept it.) as I step inside my eyes automatically affix to the bar top. I scan up and down the row of seats. As I'm scanning down I see two empty seats. I'm not sure if guy code applies to bar seats like the bathroom urinals (guys.. You know what I'm talking about).. But I usually just start the night off not giving a... Because I already aknowledge the fact things are only going to degrade from here anyways. I start with a tall miller light and look up at the game playing on the TV's. I continue my beer almost empty then order some beer battered buffalo chicken tenders with extra ranch. I look into the reflection of my phone to make sure my face isn't suddenly disfigured because she looks at me as if I just asked for an order of wine and chive biscottes. I explain that I am looking to get the beer battered buffalo wings then she calls for backup like I'm speaking a foreign language. "Hey Lacey! This guy wants beer battered buffalo chicken wings" they say some things, fumble a bit then come back with.. So you want "chicken tenders and ranch?". I explain again to the both of them. They both tilt their heads to the side. Either this one beer slammed me, and I'm speaking nonsense at this point, or they just don't understand what buffalo wings are. "so..you want a cheeseburger and a side of buffalo sauce sir?". They do a little further team planning and come up with a solution and I end up with beer battered chicken tenders dry as a bone with no sauce and a side of buffalo sauce. My friend getting the opposite when we both ordered the same thing except he gets no buffalo sauce and a side of ranch.. I find it to bother me less and less each time because I expect it now. Their food really is good, and their service is...Did i mention that their food is really good? I look back up at the TV acting real smooth and care free only to realize ive been watching female tennis on the television next to me for the past 30 minutes while everyone eIse is attentively watching the football game. I'm not ashamed to admit that I continued watching it. I think it was the loud grunts that kept my attention. I finish eating, grab another beer and me and the friend approach the ping pong table. You need to go to the hosts stand to get the equipment. It's free. Wait no it's not.. It's a dollar. Nope that was last month. Now it's 9 bucks an hour. Better empty those pockets. Just remember every hour you waste playing you could have fed 27 starving ethiopians for a month. But in your drunken stooper you chose to dish out the $9 like myself and play pool or ping pong. Shame on you. PS.., beware of the twins... I thought I was loosing my mind after a few beers seeing one girl cover the whole restaurant in a matter of mere seconds. If you ask your server for something and she looks at you funny... it's either because you asked her twin, or you asked for buffalo chicken tenders. Also... if you stay late enough the cops hide and wait for you to leave the parking lot as soon as you turn out. But of course you have a designated driver... right? Overall, the food I have ordered was great. The service was... the food was really good.
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