The atmosphere was nice enough, but this was a great example of style over substance.
I came here around 3pm on a Saturday with my family hoping to get my fix of raw oysters that I miss so much after moving to the southwest but was sadly disappointed. I know it's the strip, half a dozen was $13, I wouldn't complain about that at all were they not literally all smaller than a Starburst candy. I knew I should have called Uber and gone somewhere that wasn't touristy (i.e. not the strip) but we were hungry. On top of this the service was horrible, it wasn't busy and I'd say it was even overstaffed, yet every dish for the four of us came out at extremely different times, Oysters and a Calamari app first, one po'boy for my brother 10 minutes later, chicken nuggets for my Mother another 10 minutes later, and 30 minutes later another po'boy for our friend. He got tired of waiting and asked to cancel it so we could leave since we'd nearly finished but was told it'd be out in two minutes (it wasn't).
The really annoying part was the manager coming over and explaining in a patronising way that fried food cooks differently than non-fried food, and no we didn't mishear her say they cook at different rates, nothing on our table wasn't fried aside from the earlier oysters. We pointed this out and that despite coming in long after us the table next to us was served first, it was also all fried and served at very odd times. The "spicy" Cajun sandwiches and calamari were bland but at least edible, the oysters were fine but *ridiculously* small, the chicken was awful however.
Maybe it was a bad day, but I'd never go back nor recommend it to anyone.