Did not like. The service was lackadaisical and the bartender made me the worst Arnold Palmer I have ever had. The beer taste in the drink gave me question cleanliness. We ate in the upstairs where there was a pianist who made some questionable music choices including Suicide is Painless, which should never be happy hour song. The burger was okay, the patty was overcooked but the meat was good as was the blue cheese. I did love the fries. My husband liked the stuffed Portobello but thought they were heavy handed with the balsamic glaze. The dry rubbed wings were amazingly salty even for bar food and really lacked a pleasurable flavor. The worst was the cherry coke, made apparently with 50 percent grenadine.