The moment I heard about the racist bartender, I boycotted the place. I live nearby and sometimes walk by on my way home from work — it’s always empty. There is a street level window offering views into the kitchen, and I would always see just one bored cook, working on one order for the one table occupied in the place. If that. Which is strange, because it is in a great area of downtown that is dense with condos and apartments. They also have — I mean had — an early and late happy hour.
Maybe I’m not the only one who boycotted the place the moment I heard the racist dude wasn’t fired the second he spewed his sh*t at a customer.
We never encountered the racist bartender, in fact, when we visited the bartender was pretty awesome. Unfortunately, aside from that, it just wasn’t that great.
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The moment I heard about the racist bartender, I boycotted the place. I live nearby and sometimes walk by on my way home from work — it’s always empty. There is a street level window offering views into the kitchen, and I would always see just one bored cook, working on one order for the one table occupied in the place. If that. Which is strange, because it is in a great area of downtown that is dense with condos and apartments. They also have — I mean had — an early and late happy hour.
Maybe I’m not the only one who boycotted the place the moment I heard the racist dude wasn’t fired the second he spewed his sh*t at a customer.
We never encountered the racist bartender, in fact, when we visited the bartender was pretty awesome. Unfortunately, aside from that, it just wasn’t that great.
I never heard about a racist bartender. I just refused to go there because the sign was so illegible I couldn’t tell anyone where to meet me.
http://accident–prone.blogspot.com/2008/09/restaurant-experience-otho.html
Yeah, that sign stank! For the longest time I thought it said “Pho” and I was like oooh Vietnamese! I was wrong.