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| - Noisy! Weekday lunch, by myself. I regretted choosing to sit at the bar. A group of guys, obviously regulars, were partying hard at lunchtime, and obviously didn't care that they weren't the only ones in the place.
Lunch? A reuben unlike any other (white bread?) but a fine sandwich nonetheless and good onion rings.
Then I became invisible. After finishing, I got to watch the bartender work for twelve minutes, including teasing the guys at the bar, while I waited for my check. Finally, I was able to wave her down and escape.
Return? No, but they've obviously got a good business going, so they won't care.
I must add for some reason she bought my beer, thus, three stars instead of two.
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