35 County Road
Mattapoisett, MA 02739
Plymouth County
Phone: (508) 758-9330
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by Philip C. on Damn tasty flame broiled burger... this is what burger king wishes it was! Chicken fried steak isnt bad either.. nor are any of their other freid tid bits, such as zuchini, and mushrooms. For the money a Players combo cant be beat, burger fries and a drink. Yum
by Arica Rotermund on The bartender on last night was a jack-hole. The bar was practically empty, but when I first made eye contact (didn't even wave or open my mouth), he snapped, "I'll be with you in a few minutes," and then in some awkward act of discount contrition (or else he thought I overpaid), he threw back one of the three fives I gave him (literally threw it, and as much at me as onto the bar) on a $10.25 tab, and then gave me $4.75 in change. I guess math isn't his thing. The bar was populated half by an uncomfortably quiet post-game softball team and half by pathetic, lonely, typical Marina dudes, one of whom took my friend home after 20 minutes and three drinks (her therapist tells her she has little to no standards), and another who inadvertently punched a friend in the face while trying to flirt with her. You should have seen the look on his face as he stumbled backward when I asked her if she was going to punch him back or should I. Oh, and they have popcorn and a pool table.
by Linden G. on Foodies eat to travel. To spend three courses in a country we're yet to visit or to relive exotic adventures though the memory of taste. Last night I went to a Mexican brothel. Run by Barbarella. If Barbarella was a vampire. On acid. If you're after an authentic Mexican experience, go to Mexico. Or at least East LA. But if you're after the kind of Mexican experience you will only find in Hollywood, head straight to Velvet Margarita. Walls swathed in blue velvet and adorned with that epitome of 70s kitsch, black velvet paintings. Ceilings tiled with black and silver sombreros. Blood red hallways accented by burning candles. And the food actually exceeded my expectations. Albeit average expectations. Entrees were all $15 each and portions were large. There's also a wide selection of tequilas and some potent tequila cocktails. I'd go early if you're planning on an intimate dinner as by 10pm, the bar is rocking and pretty much negates the possibility of quiet conversation. As you leave, saunter past the beautiful people at the bar and think to yourself, "Hmmm, if this really was a Mexican brothel run by a vampire Barbarella on acid, I'd be here every night." For the food. Of course.
