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| - I went here for dinner with some friends one evening and was surprised by how expensive most of the menu items were. Luckily, we got there during happy hour, so we could order small plates for $5-7. Although the waiter told us we couldn't, we ended up getting to. Score. Note: even though it says happy hour ends at 7, the drink specials are all day.
The mini veggie burger and french fries were delicious, minus the gross onion on the burger. The fried green tomatoes came on top of some sort of paste-like side which I absolutely couldn't stomach. I had high hopes for those tomatoes, but one of my friends ate them instead.
The cosmopolitan I ordered was yummy, although so much stronger the second time I could hardly drink it. Our waiter tried to carry too many things at once and ended up pouring a martini all over my friend before the glass shattered on the floor. Yikes. His knowledge of the menu was so unimpressive I had to ask if he was new. He wasn't.
The second time I came to Tupelo, I took a drink suggestion from our waiter... big mistake. He told me his favorite drink, the blueberry mule, and insisted I'd like it. So wrong! I was sick after one sip. It tasted like a frat guy had made it, not a bartender. He did not treat me very nicely after I told him I did not like the drink and asked for another one. In fact, he never came back to our table after that comment. Another waitress cashed us out, who said, "happy now??" once she got our checks right after mixing them up and having to reprint them with the correct orders. Didn't appreciate the 'tude.
The service was incredibly slow both times I have eaten here. I had to flag someone down for more water at least 3 times. Which is mind boggling because there were barely any other patrons eating at the time. The staff is rarely ever friendly or knowledgeable, which is kind of a not-so-cool thing at a restaurant.
Hire some new staff, make sure they study the menu, and check on that bartender...
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