Logan L.
Google
I've eaten at a lot of places. Some places serve unique menu items, others have interesting methods of take out. This place had neither of those and was just absurdly and utterly noise-deafening.
Now, I came here as I was in town for a concert with my girlfriend and chose this place since it was close to the venue. She was shivering like there was no tomorrow, teeth rattling and all, so we found it very relieving when we stepped inside. However, that's as far as we got, as we were met with a cheap little gold sign that told us to wait to be served by a bartender or waiter. Fools gold never looked more hideous.
I made eye contact with the bartender several times only for her to completely ignore me. After a solid 7 minutes and 29 seconds of waiting, a waiter, with a slick-backed and greasy ponytail, came over and apologized for the wait before seating us at a table in the exact center of the bar. My girlfriend and I were seated across from each other but we could barely hear one another due to all the rowdy middle-aged men there to watch the Wild game. Huge mistake for the average person to go there when there's a hockey game going on. I had to speak several decibels higher than I normally do to speak to her.
After 9 minutes and 31 seconds of waiting, we were serviced, and then received our meals another 8 minutes and 27 seconds later. You may ask yourself "That seems awfully quick to receive your food after ordering" and you'd be right. The fries were fine, though the little metal cup they were served in could brand you if you accidentally held it for too long, but the chicken...oh boy the chicken.
My girlfriend ordered the chicken tender platter which came with four humongous tenders, and I got the Nashville Hot Chicken Sandwich. As we ate, it became obviously clear to us that they'd been rushed out. Two of my girlfriends tenders were pinker than the most Dutch tulip in the middle, causing her to slightly lose her appetite (more for me 😋). She had also ordered ranch to dip them in, which ended up having the consistency of an algae-filled marsh. It was rather soggy. My sandwich was no better. The seasoning was pretty much all on one side and, though mine was not pink, was very rough and hard to bite through on the edges, much like the dinner from Christmas Vacation. The spice that was on it didn't give off Nashville either. It was closer to being from Memphis. The coleslaw on top was also sparser than water in the desert and stringier than beans. However, I will say our waitress was really nice...that was until she gave me a look when the tip screen came up while I was paying. I was very scared.
2/5, it was an okay time.