Pete's Place Bar & Grill

This is really a 2.5 star review.  We went here for the first time for a drink and were left saying, "Meh".  The beer selection was minimal, the sangria came out of a bottle, and the prices were a little steep for the selection.  Service was okay, so we may come back for food another time.

Dear God, I'll keep this short and sweet. You know how I feel about the suburbs. I know, I'm sorry - I remember what I did last time. But. You. You put the best GODDAMN fried clam roll I have ever had in the suburbs. Shit. Sorry God, didn't mean to take your name in vain to your face. Shit. And swear in front of you. But GODDAMN that was seriously WOW. Crap. I give up. Just go there yourself God. For the love of all things fried and from the sea. The crowd you let linger in this place, is what can we call them....eclectic, retired, drunk, swinging, hungry, and appreciative of really LOUD bad music. God. this is my kind of place. Why the hell did you put in Canton? Shit. Crap. God. More fried clams please. Thank you.

Just got back from our first visit to this restaurant. We live right down the street.You walk in and you're not sure whether to grab your own table or wait. I had to yell to the bartender to ask. The tvs were blaring so my husband asked our waitress if they could be turned down a little. She said "sure" but seemed annoyed and disappeared for a couple of minutes. She came back and tv was just as loud. My husband tried to joke with her about a pop culture thing but she wouldn't even crack a smile. Questions about the food were answered curtly and as she was walking away. Hubby ordered veal parm & she asked "angel hair or ziti?" He chose angel hair. When food arrived, we both noticed it was regular spaghetti. (Not even thin spaghetti!) She came back a few minutes later to ask how's everything. He said to her, "No big deal, but this isn't angel hair." You would think he told her she had a huge butt! She gave him a sarcastic so-orry, that's all the kitchen had & left. She came back & said she checked with the kitchen and it WAS angel hair, kind of like "told you so" . My husband muttered "Yeah, right" & she shot back loudly "Yeah, right!" so that people could hear. My husband did not even feel safe drinking the new glass of water that she brought from the kitchen! (She refilled mine at the table) From then on, the bartender came to our table to serve us. I don't know what that girl's problem was, or her name, but she had frizzy blond hair, worn up. Food was pretty good but never again because of this experience!