Bartender .. rude. My husband asked for several mainstream beers on tap, only to have the bartender shake his head impatiently -- "Don't have that, don't have that either, etc." The young woman sitting next to us at the bar laughed. "Try asking what they DO have on tap." The bartender again shook his head again. Nothing? Nope. Again, the young lady laughed because she'd been through the same drill with him. Bartender shoved a beer menu across the bar at us and walked away. My husband ordered a chardonnay. I ordered cabernet. We dine at nice restaurants all over the country so aren't strangers to small portions, but these wine glasses were about 1/8 full, if that. I asked, laughing, if he'd like to pour another thimbleful into my glass. Again, the impatient headshake. "This is how we do it in the city." The young woman burst out laughing again. She was waiting for friends to join her, "so we can go somewhere else that wants our business," she said. We were finally seated at a table (we had reservations and even with many empty tables, it took them over 20 minutes to seat the three of us). Muffins were dry, cold, and fell into crumbles when I tried to slice one. Biscuits were gummy in the middle. I ended up with a bread plate of breadcrumbs and mush. We ordered turkey BBQ, regular BBQ, and pulled shoulder. The BBQ was okay, but the sides were tasteless. How does one mess up mashed potatoes and gravy? The potatoes were lumpy -- normally not a bad thing, but a lump the size of a lime is a bit too large. We are not salt users, but the sides needed something to spice them up. So guess what ... there was NO salt on the table, just pepper and lots of BBQ sauce. We used lots of BBQ sauce on everything. We declined dessert, and the waiter's reaction was, "Aw, c'mon now. Ya gotta have dessert." Another pass by the table and he asked, "Are y'all sure you don't want dessert?"

Nope, we won't be going back and, judging by the reactions of some of the people around us, neither will they.