Last nights visit to this location was my 5th or 6th within 2 month time.
Since I am in the quest for trying to find that perfect chicken wings, I did order and paid close attention to the flavor and such. Â Well.. not much I can tell you about the oven baked ones.. Â you can't order crispy.. and its about the same Franks Original Red Hot Sauce flavor. Â
Why am I giving whopping 4 stars?
1. Â very clean and new and lots of TVs at the bar area. Â Lot better than Old Chicago or Chillis nearby.
2. Â very very friendly waitress, bar tender and the hostess..
and the usual 2 stars for just being there..
I m coming back to watch the games, try the cheap happy hour food menu (limited but still good) and enjoy the attention from the serving staff.
This is the 2nd time we've eaten here and I won't be back. Â The service is marginal, the kitchen took over 20 minutes to make a cobb salad, and the potato skins, a Friday's staple, were bitter. Â The fudge on the brownie for desert was grainy. Â No wonder this place was quiet during the dinner hour.
For the same cost, you can go a mile up Parker Rd to Cornerstar and have much better meals at places like Cheddars or the Dusty Boot steak house.
About a million years ago, I used to work for a TGI Fridays. This was back when we had to wear at least 15 pieces of "flair" and I still have a bizarre collection of ridiculous buttons and tights from this experience. The restaurant deserves a star just for allowing their staff to dress somewhat normally now.
So I didn't eat at a Friday's for about 20 years. That's not completely true but the very few times I have eaten there in the last 20 years it's been under protest. But then I heard this rumor that Friday's wasn't too bad these days so one late afternoon after getting hot and dirty at the off leash dog park across the street, the family decided to give it a try.
You know what, Friday's isn't too bad these days. Their menu is still stupidly long - no one needs this many options and you know when a restaurant offers that much diversity it isn't going to do anything great. But they do have a few decent things. Their Jack Daniels grill is good and they've always done pasta fairly well. They seem to be able to cook meat to your requested temperature too which is a rarity for these types of restaurants. There is a good selection on the kid's menu and service is okay.
I would not recommend Fridays for a romantic evening out but for dinner or lunch with  the family, it's a decent choice. It is very inexpensive too.
We stop in here every so often for a weekend lunch or dinner. Have never had bad food but sometimes service can be spotty. Last few times have been great and they have a healthier menu than some other chains of the same cuisine. Love the Jack Daniels salmon, surprisingly. And who can't like the sizzling skillets!
Review Source:TGIF has never been one of my favorites, but came to this one near work for lunch the other day. It was at an off time so they weren't too busy. The server was fairly attentive, refilling the drinks when needed, altho it took forever to take our order.
My well-done burger was actually cooked the way I like it, surprisingly, and the fries were okay.
I made the mistake of visiting the restroom on my way out, which was to my total dismay. The urinal was busted and 1 of the toilets looked like a stinky bomb went off. It was long enough after the lunch rush that someone should have cleaned that up long before I went in there. Disgusting!
I've been to this location a few times, more often for bingo than for anything else. I've been there for lunch/late night drinks a few times, but the most recent experiences have been for bingo.
I much prefer this locations' bingo nights than the one out by the mall. I hear that the one out by Aurora mall has changed the bingo rules/layout since I decided not to go anymore, but I have yet to give them another chance. I prefer the crowd at this one. They are all 20-something middle classers, not the scary ghetto loud people I had to get used to with the other one. There's also a lot more people there to play bingo, so the odds are much tougher, but I would say it's worth it because of the atmosphere.
Ok, my husband and I first visited TGIF about a year ago, when the first Ultimate Recipe Challenge was being aired on the Food Network. We figured it would be interesting to get to try some of the recipes we'd seen. This was mistake number one.
We got there, and stood around for something like eight or nine minutes before the hostess deemed us worthy to be seated. Then we sat. And sat. And sat. I am the impatient type, and would have walked out, but my husband (darn it. ;) ) is very patient, and tries to see things from the "other side". He pointed out that the restaurant was very busy, and maybe the server was getting to us. Sure enough, after about ten or fifteen minutes or so, our server shows up to take our order. I ordered the eggplant lasagna, Chris ordered some form or other of steak.
While we waited another good twenty or thirty minutes for our food, I tried to absorb the rather garish "decor." Now, for the record, I am not a fan of diners anyway. I don't "get" the random splashing of nostalgia, or absolutely COVERING the walls, ceiling, and even sometimes the tables, in - well - crap. I am a minimalist by nature, and I sincerely dislike clutter, so it is a rather uncomfortable experience to me to be in such a (there's just no nice way to say this) tacky atmosphere. Obviously, this was not my night to choose where we ate. Now, having ranted about most diners I've ever seen, I must say, TGI was a step up in tacky. It was almost as though whoever thought of this chain tried to mix the "diner" feel with the "mid-range restaurant" feel, and clashed them together in some horrifying little entourage of nostalgia and modern. It hurts the eyes.
But then our food came, and I was really hoping that the food would make up for the garish atmosphere. Nope. My fried eggplant slices were lukewarm at best, and EXTREMELY oily, and the little mini lasagna noodles were ice cold, and also seemed to have been sitting in a bowl of olive oil until they were served. I had to use several napkins to attempt to actually dab some of the grease and oil off the food. Not a great experience for the palate.
Chris's meal was also rather shameful, even for "diner food." Also lukewarm, it was extremely dry, and he had to take at least two or three sips of his soda to try to wash each bite down. The waitress we had was fairly good, though, once the rush of people thinned out, and fortunately, the drinks never ran dry.
The second time we visited (We always try to give a place two shots before we give up), we had a couple friends with us. The hostess actually sat us immediately, which almost gave me heart failure. This time, the place was not nearly so full; actually, we could only count four tables with people in it. We waited for a good twenty minutes for anyone to show up and take at least our drink orders.... Nothing. We'd seen not one but three servers pass us by without a second glance.
By this time, I was ready to leave and patronize elsewhere, but once again, more generous hearts prevailed. Jeff, one of our friends out with us, sought out the hostess, and asked if we were ever going to be served. She promptly disappeared into the back area, and ten minutes later, a scruffy guy appeared, with a halfway attempted apology to the tune of "Sorry, guys, I didn't know you were out here, no one told me you were my table." Now, this was one of the three servers who'd passed us by without a glance, and the immediate surrounding tables were all "his." Shouldn't it follow, then, that we'd be his area?? But I bit my tongue.
Knowing this was doomed to be a long night, I ordered the strongest drink I could find, which actually sounded pretty good - The ultimate margarita. Lots of liquor with a splash of fruity. Can't possibly screw that up... Right? Chris ordered a coke with no ice (he rarely drinks when we are out), Ashley ordered a beer, and Jeff ordered another soda. I noticed the waiter wasn't writing anything down, but didn't really dwell on it, as many of the best servers we've had never scribbled a word.
So then we waited some more.... By this time, we've been there nearly forty-five minutes, and haven't gotten our drinks, but who's counting, right?? So then, our "superstar" waiter reappears with two sodas, and plunks them right down on the table, causing quite a bit of soda to come flying out all over the table. At this point, I'm a little irate, as Chris's soda does, in fact, have ice, which he's not supposed to have in his drinks (really sensitive teeth, hence the "no ice" specification). Then our darling server waltzes over to Ashley and plunks her beer down. Wrong kind of beer.
At this point, he bleerily looks at me and goes, "oh, sorry, what did you order again?" OK, deep breaths, Kim. No going off. So this time I order a white zif, as this is impossible to screw up. Tell the bartender to pour a glass and be done. The night just went downhill from there. Save yourself some aggravation and don't bother.
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