We did not eat here, just drank.
Went here twice. First time just my wife and I stopped here for a drink one afternoon. When we told the hostess at the entrance we just wanted to sit at the bar she pretended to be offended "oh gee thanks alot, guess you don't need my help, oh by the way, nice shirt!" in a sarcastic tone. It was a great laugh to start off our visit to Dick's.
We bought a pitcher of coors light and were given a coors rodeo glass as a souveneir by a girl that said "I dont really want to give you this but they said I have to because you bought a pitcher of coors light". The people we encountered behind the bar were great. They all started off being rude and a bit rough with us but eventually warmed up and were alot of fun. Craig was a riot. not necessarily rude, just a goofball with a rough sense of humor. We loved him. Another guy with a shark hat was also fun to goof with. They all took turns sticking their tongues out at us and everyone else that walked by. Rude gestures, comments and smart ass remarks were flying left and right. Just what my wife and I are used to!
We decided to come back again with some friends, thinking they would have just as much fun as us. Unfortunately there were different people working when we came back and they were not the same kind of "Dick". Seemed like the rudeness was not an act this time, they were just plain rude. Maybe I was wrong, maybe I had too many drinks in me at that point, but everyone I was with seemed to get the same vibe. We asked the girl up front if we could get a table and have some drinks since there was not enough room at the bar for our party of 6, and she said it wasnt her problem that there wasnt enough room at the bar for us. Ok. So I asked again, well can we sit at a table? She said the tables are for people that are eating. Ok. So I guess we wont be drinking here. She then says we could sit at a "picnic table" but would have to get our own drinks from the bar. Ok no problem. So we sit down at the first picnic table we see and a couple of us go to the bar for drinks. The girl that just told us we could sit at a picnic table yells at us "Not that picnic table, you have to sit at one of those back there in the corner!" Ok. We get it, we sat at the wrong picnic table and you're supposed to be rude.
So we move to the back corner. Waited for a bit at the bar to order a drink, trying to get someone's attention but I guess because we weren't actually sitting at the bar we did not matter, or they were just being rude? They did not appear to be that busy. Finally got a girl to wait on me and tipped her a buck. We used our 2 for 1 drink coupons that a guy outside the bar gave us, then left.
Will probably come back, but will be prepared for bad service disguised as rudeness.