So it's a bar. Â In a beach town. Â Right near the entrance of a beach. Â We stopped in for a drink and my friend was starving so she got some fries. Â It was crowded, and the Kentucky Derby was on. Â Our waitress was so friendly, and busy as hell. Â She rushed around, made sure we had ice water with straws, without us asking, and then came back to see if we had any questions, even though we were just ordering drinks. Â A class act. Â She recommended a local cider and said it was "non-woodchucky" which made me like her immediately. Â She was correct, the cider was excellent, and not sweet. Â My friend liked her fries, so I had to try them. Â Despite the greasy smell in the place, the fries were not greasy. Â Served with a side of ranch. Â Maybe the best, most fattening tasting ranch ever. Â Stop in, hope that you get that waitress.
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