Casey Moran's

Pretty sure I got slipped some sort of date rape drug at this establishment. My boyfriend and I both ordered 2 Coronas after a Cubs game and one shot (ordered all at once because the line was crazy long). Grabbed a couple limes from the bar. I'm guessing that was what was tainted, because both of us ended up blacking out/passing out on the bus ride home. Pretty sure that doesn't typically happen after a couple of beers. Staying the hell away from this place!

To whom it may concern:

While you are "closed for renovations", could you please address the following issues:

- $9 well vodka on a Tuesday night that is not a game day is UNACCEPTABLE.
- Your bartenders have serious attitude problems and serious problems drinking on the job.
- You list Kobe beef sliders on your menu. This a lie and it makes you look stupid.

Also, please be sure to continue $1 domestic bottles on Thursdays when you do re-open. This was your one saving grace. Even though it takes the bitchy drunk bartenders forever to get your beers, at $1/pop you can just double fist-it. And then you get to partake in the random dance party that usually commences on the back dance floor. Those nights were fun.

In regards,
Me

We're here for a bachelor party and our big group was split between two tables. The waitress goes to the other table first and gets their order. Then she comes to ours.

Me: "Did they order food?"
Her: "Yes...do you want a minute?"
Me: "Yeah."

Uh, I didn't know "a minute" meant "twenty minutes". I saw her milling around, taking care of other tables. Finally we had to stop her ourselves.

And you know how usually, you get like...forks? And napkins? Not here!

Or refills on water? Nope!

I don't know what her issue was but I'm definitely not going to come back to find out. Especially after spending far too long watching middle aged men dance to 80s rock songs with college girls.