text: I was warned.\n\nI got called out to come here by some friends on a Thursday night and the experience went as such:\n\nEnter to be carded by a young lady at the hostess stand. Which is completely okay, I'm in my late twenties I don't mind being carded.\n\nI make my way to my friends and am informed of karaoke and a lack of waitresses. No sweat I say, I'll hit the bar. \n\nI visit the bar and notice the giant wall of TVs, plenty of space to sit and a patio. Good stuff so far.\n\nThe bartender cards me yet again and then gives me a wristband to prove my age. I oblige but can't help but wonder why the lady at the door didn't perform this function as well, odd. \n\nMy Kiltlifter is served in a plastic cup. Now, I work in a bar, we serve in plastic when we're at or close to max capacity. There were _maybe_ 20 customers in the building. We sometimes get rowdy, but I doubt enough to warrant plastic, so what's the deal?\n\nThe beer was as it should be, cold and foamy. We also ended up with shots, as our resident karaoke queen needed her nightly round. Interestingly enough the shots came in standard glassware. \n\nNo one ordered food, so I'll not comment on the supposed quality. I wouldn't expect much though.\n\nThe patio was visited as I chatted with a surly Scottish gentleman smoker. I definitely would like to see this patio during a nice spring/fall day. Looked great during the evening.\n\nThe restrooms were not visited on this maiden voyage, so I cannot comment on the condition. After reading the previous reviews I'm perfectly okay with that.\n\nI'd give it another shot, but I wouldn't recommend the place to someone looking for sports, beer or karaoke even. It was par to sub-par all around. Bummer, as it's a nice building and in a great location.