As far as a McMenamins location goes, the Bagdad certainly does not disappoint in their offering of tasty microbrewed creations. You'll get your Rubys, Hammerheads, and Terminators alongside standard McMenamins fare (sans the oil-drenched fries, sadly; I mean, does Kettle chips really have to go with everything?) If you are like me, and have a penchant for nostalgia, you may not like the recent renovation that they'd introduced that included relocating the bar away from the windows and toward the back wall--which used to be home to an array of elaborately muralled booth seats (with awful, yet funky light fixtures). They've added more multiseat tables toward the 'front' of the bar, which now feature floor-to-ceiling glass-paned accordion doors that can be opened during the warmer months of the year, making the joint 'al fresco' in less time that it takes you to get the server's attention. And, speaking of service, good luck. Thankfully, I'm a single alcoholic, and find solace resting my behind on a tall barstool. At the bar, you'd be impossible to be ignored by the bartender. At one of their tables, you will either suddenly develop invisibility that you never knew you had the talent of and/or the servers instantly go blind and deaf to your presence. In the random times that I've ended up at this joint, I've personally witnessed more episodes of 'I want to speak with your manager!' than I would've liked to have seen. These complaints are normally lodged by kids-totting parents, who failed to recognize the fact that the Bagdad only appears to be family-friendly. Ah, but the Bagdad Theater will continue to benefit from my visits--if not for the brew-and-grub, it would be to satisfy my craving to people watch, even if it is to be rudely reminded how beautiful Hawthornites truly aren't.
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