Brianne V.
Google
If you’ve ever longed to be mansplained the difference between a liquor store and a restaurant by a clearly intoxicated clerk, Haskell’s is your dream destination.
I stopped in yesterday afternoon to simply ask if they were affiliated with the local paddle tap (we were given their address as a meeting point). iIstead of a polite or helpful answer, the flushed, clearly intoxicated clerk sneered, “This is a liquor store… and next door is a restaurant. It’s a great spot to buy alcohol.”
I must sincerely thank this gracious host for clarifying—because it never occurred to me that a liquor store sells liquor or that a restaurant serves food. The real kicker? Our group could have used a few more seltzers and snacks for our paddle tap experience. But after watching the smallest man who ever lived glory in his sick burn, Iost my appetite and any desire to spend so much as a dollar at the establishment.
Haskell’s could easily own the paddle taps, making this a perfectly logical meeting point. The business is already well divested in being both a liquor store and restaurant. But apparently, the idea that it might have just one more function was too bold a concept for this employee to grasp.
Hospitality clearly wasn’t on tap yesterday. Haskell’s: where basic human courtesy goes to die.