This place is just about ready to go belly up! In the old days it would pack up on the weekends, and they would hire decent bands. Now they hire the absolute worst bands they can find, basically because they can't or won't pay for decent ones. They used to have a great Kareoke guy named Patrick who would pack the place up three nights a week, but in a typical move they nickel and dimed him until he left. The food is HORRID, so much so that I've had friends who worked there tell me to not order it! I called tonight to see if they were having Kareoke anymore and no one answered of the three times I called. The place used to be run by Gary, but since the divorce his wife now runs it and it's hard to imagine, but she is actually more surly and nasty than he was! TERRIBLY RUDE! SMACK THE B**** IN THE FACE-RUDE! I don't know why they just don't chuck it and get someone in there that can run a bar! The drinks are also very very very weak, with the automatic drink governors to ensure you get a weak drink even if the waitress likes you, as they tally the number of drinks at the end of the night, taking any discrepancy out of the waitresses pay!... a telling example of the WARMTH the place exudes! Low-class, nasty, trailer-park, cheap, small-town, wanna-be, scum-bag, pus-wart of a dive!
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