Such a good example of the old adage for success, "location, location, location". If it wasn't for the convenient location, I'd never go there again. About twice a year, just as the last bad memory is fading, someone suggests that we meet at the Pickle Barrel and I agree. Note to self: Find a better alternative.
The restaurant is pretty enough, and the service is decent (although, at times, overextended), but the food -- feh.
As other reviewers have said, the menu is too big for the cook staff to handle adequately. My latest meal was a BLT panini. Cold stale fries. I think the bread saw the panini grill several hours earlier. The tomatoes were an interesting colour (white in the center, barely pink on the outer edge), but I prefer them red. And why would they put an overcooked charred strip of bacon alongside with one almost raw on the same sandwich? The pickle was good, though, and all that I ate. That makes my lunch a $12 pickle. :(