Nope, there is nothing creepy at all about the ABSURDLY NOVELESQUE bro-views on Yelp of Buckhead's new Twin Peaks restaurant
Everyone at the table ordered something significantly different, shouldn’t be too hard to get right?! The food came out sporadically, and it seemed like our food was being passed around like a prostitute at a hotel party. There were 2 burgers (which I had one, another person had one with a fried egg)- and the girl seriously didn’t know which was which. How the hell was I supposed to know? I didn’t know what he ordered! So those took 3 more laps around the table. I noticed my fries were on the light side (about 10-15 fries at most)- keep that note in the back of your head… Our one friend got the easiest thing- tenders, and unfortunately, they came out last.
For whatever reason, I decided to come back the next night, and the 2 nights after that. Say what you want, but I did it to see if things would improve.
Suuuuuure. But wait! There’s so, so, SOOOOOO much more! This is the breastaurant version of “I read it for the articles.” “Yes, the tits and ass are a plus, but I’m earnestly evaluating all aspects of my dining experience! FOR CULTURE!”
