261 Main Street
Worcester, MA 01608
Worcester County
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by Drew P. on Not to be missed! The lines are short, the crowd is adult-only, there are bars throughout the inside, and there is a resident octopus that seems to be moving to the pulses of the club music playing on the floor above him. As a bonus, if you go here within 7 days of your birthday, entrance is free! Nature, wine, and a cool ambiance. I'm sold.
by Teodoro Vittek on I wish I could erase the memory of me paying to eat the food here, but since I can't, I'll just have to warn people like you. Walked inside, thought to myself, "Wow, this place is niiiiiice - why didn't rateclubsers like this place again?" Ordered the Bento Box - it was one of the few menu items that got okay reviews here. It. sucked. ass. 5 items, which are subject to change: 1. Broccoli beef - The beef was very tender, so they're purchasing from the right butcher. However, the sauce was overwhelmingly salty. I diluted it with my ice water, which was in a 6oz plastic cup, which they came to refill only twice during the 2-hr dinner, and only after REPEATED requests. 2. Fried baby oyster sandwiches. 2 pieces, to be exact, on sweet rolls. 3. Cantaloupe and ham [insert foreign word]. 3 balls of cantaloupe (you know, the little scooper balls) inside frozen ham... sauce. No ham, just salty sauce. Hardly edible. 4. Fried fish of some sort. I couldn't chew it because it was stale and hard. The layer of breading was 3x thicker than the fish. 5. White asparagus brulee. I would say this could have tasted good, if the chef hadn't dropped a carton of salt into it. I could literally grind grains of salt between my tongue and roof of my mouth. Since I did just that, my tongue was numb for the duration of the evening. Let me tell you, I was raised by parents who grew up in a remote farming village in China, and I feel like the scum of the earth when I waste food. But most of this crap was not edible. It shouldn't even be fed to pigs. I couldn't even send it back because our waiter never came to check on us. At the end of the meal, I had to tell the busboy to tell the chef about the salt brulee. The busboy offered to bring another - but no thanks, you've cleared the whole table already, what good would a new brulee do. No other attempt at a concession was made. What kind of restaurant is this? Can I give negative stars for service? You'd think I'd have no more to say since the meal ended. It turns out that our waiter was still alive, and came to take our money. He comes back with our cards after 20 minutes. Jerkoff waiter: Who is Sara? Sara raises hand. Jerkoff waiter: Sara! Your credit card was declined! You owe whoever owns this Blue Card $40! Ummmm... WTF. Thanks for announcing this to the 14 other guests. And thanks for coming back to ask whether Sara has another card or cash. And thanks for checking with Blue Card that she won't be going over her limit. And thanks, because maybe they see each other about once a year. I'm sure the birthday girl hates me and took the advice of Emi H. below. I was tortured with a shitty time.
