Sara J.

Upon ordering food, my mom asked to have the chicken sandwich. Her request was met with the waiter's reply: "you don't want that. It's not a good sandwich." She looked for something else on the menu and asked if it was good and he said yes. He then asked "have you ever been to village in," to which my mom said "uh no." Then he said "what kind of old person hasn't been to village inn?!" My mom said "oh I'm old?" And he responded with a shrug. (It is important to include that my mom looks young for being in her early 50's.) After that awkward start, we were missing multiple items from our order (granted it was a party of nine people) and my autism-spectrum cousin was denied a straw by the waiter. The evening was only somewhat recovered by the good company of my family. However, one has to have excellent hearing and a good pair of lungs to converse over the volume of the horrid music. Believe it or not, but not everyone likes it when you can feel the bass through the floor. I will not be returning.