We stopped here for lunch after meeting up with family from the East coast. We told the hostess that we wanted to order from the happy hour menu, and she told us we had to physically sit at the bar, and not at one of the many empty bar tables. Ok, if that's their policy, but it seemed strange. We were seated, and then told by the bartender (who clearly was unhappy to be at work) that we needed to wait five minutes before ordering, or she would charge regular price - again, it just seemed odd. Among our group, we ordered the frozen Bellini (way too sweet, not good at all), the Trevetini (awful, cloyingly sweet and had an artificial taste), a lemon martini (ok, but VERY sweet), beer (in bottles, hard to mess up), and some mixed drinks (very little alcohol, but ok).
We ordered one of each of the happy hour "bites," I think. They were mostly ok, but tasted like they were frozen and then heated up. The calamari was pretty good, but the sauce it was served with was stone-cold (possibly intentional?). The meatballs were pretty good, as well; they tasted like grocery-store quality frozen meatballs. The stuffed mushrooms were decent, but oily. The chicken sliders were not good - tough chicken with oily breading, awful.
Then, when a second bartender asked if we wanted anything else and we had replied "No, thanks," she seriously threw the bill at us (it had been folded in a glass in front of us) and stomped off. It wasn't crowded, there wasn't anyone waiting for our seats, and we still had drinks which were half full in front of us. Very odd.
Overall, the food was adequate but the service was appalling. We laughed it off at the time, but now I wish I had asked for a manager - it was truly awful service.