Just returned from what will be the ONE AND ONLY time I, or anyone else we were with eat here! Made a reservation on Tuesday for Friday at 7 based on the extensive article in the News and Observer. Party of 6 and 1 child arrived at 6:55. Was told by the vapid gaggle of hostesses that we should wait over to the side and they would be right with us. 7:10...still standing...7:20...still standing as reservation after reservation was seated. When asked why they just sat a party of 7 with three children as soon as they entered, I was told " Well we have a lot of reservations tonight and sometimes people just take longer to eat and leave the tables" The 7 top the previous group was seated at was ready and waiting when we arrived! The other party even had a 7:15pm reservation. Not so much as an "I'm sorry" out of the hostess trio. 7:25 finally seated. Placed drink orders with the server of Sweet Teas and Diet Cokes. Server dissapears...5 min. later she returns with the news that they are out of Diet Coke. Nope...nothing diet available at all. (Hello...it's Friday night in mid service and you're out of all diet sodas?) 20 min in and we finally get biscuits...25 min in and the childs dinner arrives but still no drink for the child has arrived. Entre's arrive...BBQ chicken was dry (2 had that) Ribs were dry and tasteless ( 3 had those) Mashed Potato sides were not edible, other sides were bland and tasteless. 1 person made the mistake of ordering desert which took an unbelieveable 20 minutes to come to the table (It was just the Brownie ala mode for heavens sake) It too was dry as a cracker. And to top off the insulting service and poor food, an automatic tip was added to each bill for tables of 6 or more. Well have MERCY! I guess they felt it was the only way to get any tip at all. This was NOT the Ed Mitchell experience expected. The warmth and good food of what he had in Wilson is replaced with snotty workers, slow service and poor food. No one from our party will return there. I expect it won't last as a local eatery for any length of time. And to top it all off...the wrapper of the mints at the door was the only thing to say "Thank You" in the entire place. Has downtown Raleigh really gotten so stuck up that we can't even get a BBQ place right? Maybe I was on a secret episode of Hells Kitchen. I can't figure it out, and don't plan on spending much time trying to figure it out. When it sucks...it sucks!