The hostess was sweet and cleaned a booth in the bar for us, but the seats weren't wiped down and the table was still wet when we were seated at it, which is a pet peeve of mine. Then I ordered a grey goose with soda and lime and got a goose on the rocks. When it was pointed out to the bar tender, he 'fixed' it by dumping it over a pint glass full of ice. That is still the wrong drink, fool. The final straw was that I didnt get my side of mayo the first time I asked for it. Then when I asked again, there was no acknowledgement that I had even asked for it to begin with. I know, at least I didn't have to cook dinner myself, but even I would have gotten my drink right the second time. Good fries though.