Some radio station had set up a table and speakers in the open area between the two bars: the music was ridiculously loud. The outdoor tables and umbrellas were crammed together so tightly that squeezing through was like a military obstacle course. The "indoor" area was completely indistinguishable from the "outdoor" area, as their 30' of folding accordion "doors" were left in the fully-open position, which allowed all of the cigarette smoke and noise/music to penetrate. Despite the place being about 15% full, our waitress took about 30 minutes to get to our table. The drinks took another 30 minutes to get to the table. My Chicken Parm sandwich was the absolute worst sandwich I've ever eaten in my life -- no exaggeration. The sandwich was lukewarm by the time it arrived, with stale bread and a limp, bland chicken (?) patty in about a half-teaspoon of burnt sauce. The only saving grace was that it was 50% off during happy hour. The house salsa that accompanied the free chips was of the too-spicy green vinegar variety (not even close to a legit salsa verde). Once we asked for our check, the space cadet waitress took another 30 minutes to return to the table -- we could even see her yapping at the bar with her co-workers. When she did return, she didn't have our check, so we asked her for it again, and she smiled and said "check?", as if it was the first time we asked. Nice try, honey. My advice? Don't go within 100 yards of this dump, unless you're already drunk, you have earplugs, a SARS mask, and about 4 hours to waste on happy hour margaritas.
Pros: Ummm... half-price food during happy hour?
Cons: Space cadet waitress, noise, secondhand smoke, sorry excuse for food.
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