After about a 5-year hiatus, I finally opened my Livejournal account. Anyone remember Livejournal? Where everyone was before Myspace hit the fan? Wow, has life changed since then. Here is one entry though, that will always stay with me, AND is applicable here that you might enjoy AND the major reason I will never set foot in the Liberty Bar again!
Restaurant Review: Friday 2/4/2005: The Liberty Bar
The Liberty Bar is located near the heart of downtown, amid the lush greenery of the across-the-street parking lot's weeds. It sits majestically just off a ghetto strip where gangbangers roam nightly. And you would think, what charm!
There was no one at the front when we walked in so we weren't sure if we were supposed to seat ourselves. I asked a cook guy from the back if we were just supposed to sit anywhere. He started saying something to me, but at the time some woman finally walked up to us and just looked at us as if we were bums in off the street asking for a handout. She literally just stared at us with her nose stuck in the air for a second expecting us to simply ask for directions or something and walk out the door.
We said we needed a seat. She seemed startled, "Oh. Okay."......
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[awkward pause and an expecting glance from her as if we should have said the magic word].....
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Finally, "Okay. You can have a seat at the bar and I'll let you know when a table becomes available."
"Okay thanks slut!" <------no I didn't say it but I should have....
We sat at the bar and the bartender guy was nice enough but he gave us a warm pitcher of $8.75 beer. Drinking warm alcohol may be the custom in some parts of the world but I'm pretty sure most Shiner drinkers expect their beer cold!
After about half an hour, we were lead to our table. As we walked through the old house rebuilt as a restaurant I noticed the clientele. Business suits and pearls. Gray hair and Anne Taylor fashions.
We were seated at a table that was really cramped, and given a waiter that needed an attitude adjustment.
When he asked if we were ready to order (after only about 2 minutes of looking at the menus) I asked him to come back. To which he replied with a sharp and seared wit, "Sure. Just to let you know we are open until 10:30 tonight." It was 12 noon!
The menu selection was practically nil. The food was pricey, not to mention less than spectacular. Way less! The potatoes were bland. The pairing of the spicy mustard with my chicken salad sandwich was an unexpected, unwelcome surprise. Coincidentally, the chicken they plopped in front of my girlfriend had the same spice....okay talk about variety!
All in all, the Liberty Bar proved to be overpriced and just as stale, lacking, and pretentious as their yuppie clientele and gray-haired money hags.
I give it half a taquito out of a possible four taquitos.