My diagnosis of The Yard is that it suffers from Bipolar Disorder, a rare contagious variety that makes me both love and loathe it in return. Even in writing this review I don't know where to start or what to say. \n\nFrom the moment you walk in to The Yard there are choices-- Culinary Dropout? Little Cleo's? Inside seating or outside seating? Your mind reels with the possibilities, and you are left wondering \"WHO is this place?\"\n\nI've been to Culinary Dropout a handful of times and each experience, much like the mood disorder, is different-- great service one time, horrible the next. The menu itself can't even decide what it wants to be. On it, you have your choice of fancy meats and cheeses (antipasti) or you can order chicken curry. You also have a selection of sandwiches and salads, but if you're looking for something heartier, there's always the meatloaf. They've also included a butternut squash cannelloni for good measure. With such an odd variety it becomes difficult to choose something.\n\nIf you're indecisive or have indecisive friends and family, this is a great place. The food isn't bad but it's not the best either (and the portions are pretty skimpy). As far as the environment, again, not sure what the place is supposed to be so it's a little of everything. They have a stage at the front of the restaurant, far away from most of the seating, and I feel bad for the singers and musicians I've seen there because it's as if they're playing for no one. It's an unfortunate layout. \n\nMy recommendation is to come here for happy hour or for a little nosh while you watch the game. And be sure to take your Lithium before entry!
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