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| - Walking around a crowded Cleveland afternoon, six young men were on the hunt for some lunch. However, the quest had only begun when these cursed souls entered into the Woodyville. The restaurant promised a shorter wait time than its surrounding neighbors, so the gang decided to endure a forty-five minute wait time. Leaving the establishment temporarily they returned an hour later, still not having received a text message to invite them back. The six young men then waited, watching the half-empty yet unseat-able restaurant with hungry eyes, appearing to the inattentive staff like malnutritioned dogs patiently waiting for their abusive owner's next meal. Next, the ticket time after finally placing an order was forty minutes exactly! The food leisurely served was not bad, however the hungry pack of men were disappointed by incorrect beef preparation and soggy buns. In short, don't go here. This is not a one-time mistake or a product of business (which the restaurant wasn't). The restaurant is understaffed as workers admitted, and while the food may be mediocre, its service-- 2 hours later -- was terrible.
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