We had just flew in from the eastern time zone and we were looking for "dinner" aka food. We were greeted at the door by a guy behind the bar. We asked if they were serving dinner since we were not from here but we were hungry it was 4pm local time. That was met with a comment and sneer that we weren't at home we were in CA. Rather than just saying they were serving lunch we had to drag that out of him. We decided to just stay even though the rudeness. My gnocchi was cooked perfect however it was swimming in artichoke juice that tasted like it was from a jar. The Alfredo that was ordered tasted of flour and milk. Gluten free pasta was not chewable. Too bad for the owners to have such a jerk working for them.