Went here on Sunday night and was near mocked by the hostess when she asked if we had reservations and we said no. She laughed and looked down her nose at us. Absolutely no need for this! We had come all the way out from Kensington just to eat here. Since we made the effort we decided to stay and have a drink. They have a great bourbon menu and the bargirl was great, it went some way to make up for the wench hostess.
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