1 /5 TiffanyAutumn: I came here thinking I was going to have a fun night, but instead I felt like I was in a bad dream that wouldn’t end.
Let’s start with the food. I’ve had better meals in a gas station microwave. I ordered a burger, and it tasted like it was made from leftover cardboard. I swear the fries were just deep-fried shoe soles. The “signature sauce” was like they just dumped ketchup in a bowl and told me it was special. They could’ve just served me a bag of pretzels and saved everyone the trouble.
Now, the game floor. Good luck! The chairs are so uncomfortable, I thought I’d be better off sitting on a pile of rocks. The lighting was so bad, I could barely see my cards… which, honestly, might’ve been a blessing since the game was such a disaster. Every table was like a zoo—people yelling, arguing, and the noise was unbearable.
Oh, and don’t get me started on the dealers. If you’ve ever wanted to see people with zero personality, these dealers are the ones to watch. It’s like they’re all auditioning for a role in a movie where they don’t care about poker OR the people playing it. I got scolded for asking a question about the rules, and the dealer rolled their eyes so hard, I thought they might lose them. Their attitude was so bad, it made the food seem gourmet in comparison.
In short, this place is a trainwreck. If you want bad food, miserable dealers, and a poker game that feels like a punishment, this is the spot for you! I wouldn’t come back if they paid me to.
