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Tracy’s Lounge in Suntree, 6879 North Wickham Road, Melbourne, Florida 32940–
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Strong drinks do not equal great food. However, like the semi-metal antimony, a strong drink is but a lonely element unless it’s paired with something stabilizing, which is too bad for the patrons at Tracy’s Lounge. The menu in this bar is so voluminous that it screams, "We do nothing right!" The only restaurant I have ever seen with a menu this big is a diner in Georgia which is nationally famous. The comparisons stop there. Whomever designed this menu and prepared this food is NOT—I repeat NOT—a chef.
Candice was our bartender and server. She was the lone bright spot in this dank depressing dive bar. I do not think I have ever seen such a talented hard working staff member as Candice. I felt like I should close my eyes and randomly select two items, so I did.
I first came up with Brandi’s Italian Grinder. Terrible. Let’s take low quality meat, put it on a raw roll with a romaine lettuce wedge to cover it up. Whomever Brandi is, she should hire an attorney and sue to have her name removed from this “sandwich.” Brandi must be an ex-wife or ex-girlfriend of the owner. That’s the only way someone would disgrace a lady this badly with this sad submarine.
Next, I tried the Ring of Fire Shrimp Tacos, hands down the WORST shrimp tacos in existence. Wal-Mart frozen shrimp, a limp lifeless tortilla, and Kraft shredded cheese. I take that back. Kraft has higher quality than this sludge.
The Big Boy says, “Go and get blasted drunk. That’s the only way you can gag down the garbage at Tracy’s Lounge.