Buffalo Wild Wings

I managed to scoot through university by only going to a BWW once. This trip, I was told there was Friday night karaoke. Intrigued, I ventured out with friends to the Florence location.

First of all: smoking. The cloud of tobacco is pretty thick in this restaurant; it had my eyes watering and throat scratching. Hailing from Ohio, where smoking is not allowed in restaurants, this was quite an unpleasant change.

As our group was seated, no sooner did my bum touch the chair the waitress yelled in my ear, "What do you want?" She was referring to a beverage, but came across as brusque. Feeling rushed, I flipped through the menu looking for something alcoholic. I ordered a mango lemonade with gin.

What arrived was a pint of mango lemonade with a shot of gin on the side. Wow.

I tried to send it back and the waitress insisted there "wasn't a button for what you ordered, so this is how it was made." Double wow.

My friend ordered a Long Island, which the menu listed came with BWW's top shelf liquors: Beef Eater, Jose Cuervo, and Smirnoff. I laughed. Perhaps I spend too much time in OTR bars, but these brands I would consider house liquors, not top shelf.

When it was time to go, I had to walk up to our waitress and ask for the check. My bill arrived, but my dining companions' did not. We had to hunt her down again and she delivered another check. Two out of four of us now had bills... why not bring them all together!? We flagged her down a third time, got the rest of the checks, and paid. It took twenty minutes just to cash out.

My non-alcoholic drink (with the side of gin) totaled $7.00. They charged me $4.00 for the shot of Beefeater, which is almost the price of an entire bottle and the liquor store.

The lackluster service, poorly made drinks, and intense smoking environment reminded me why I stay away from BWWs.

First visit! Food was good service was great! Thanks to Ben and Nate. We will be back!

Eat some wings.  Drink some beer.  Watch some sports.  What else do you want?