Run, don't walk, away from this place. Saturday night dinner, before Ringo Starr concert. The only passable (and edible) item was steamed clams. Prime rib - thin, overcooked, bears strong resemblance to a shoe sole. T-bone steak - rancid. Â Stuffed chicken breast - freezer burn, impossible to chew. Tilapia - rancid. Side veggies - mushy. Mashed potatoes - blah, but passable. Â Salads - passable. Truly, the worst dinner out of many eaten in a long, long time. Redeeming points: nice patio, friendly waitress.
Review Source:It's been a while since I went, but I attended a little end-of-season get together here once. I got some mozzarella sticks and we had some drinks and sat around the bar and talked. I need to make time to go back, because I did enjoy it. Also, my boyfriend discovered what is now his favorite beer there, Spaten. Good luck finding it in other bars in the area, they usually don't have it.
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