by Kristen Y. on Ok so I hate being one to give a negative review but this is what rateclubs is all about, being honest. I've gone to Pure before... nothing special, the inside is pretty cool and the music isn't too shabby. That's the only positive thing I have to say. Walking up to their 2nd floor I felt like I was a juicy piece of steak in this meat market of guys that made you feel awkward the second your feet hit the top. No, it's not Pure's fault for the kind of people who go there but I'd rather not feel completely uncomfortable and trust me, I can usually hold my own. And someone was allowed to smoke inside- gross. Sundays are $0.25 wells drinks - this gets a lot of attention. Cheap? DUH. Worth it? Questionable. I ordered shots after the bartender told me they were $2.00 each.. The shots were meh and the bartender was not very friendly. After putting 5 shots on my tab I was shocked to see my bill of $27.00. Needless to say, I was NOT happy... He charged me 2x and 3x the stated price. I've NEVER paid that much for mixed shots - I'll pass next time someone suggests Pure. No thank you.
by Greg S. on When paying a visit to Cover 3 know that its proprietors are committed to providing its patrons with a mellow experience for watching "The Big Game". However on my first visit I ended up unconvinced of their dedication to a hell of a lot more than that. I can't recall having left a restaurant with as bitter a taste in my mouth (please forgive the pun) as the one Cover 3 left me with. I started off with the Cover 3 Salad. The goat cheese seemed slathered on it didn't have the kind of flavor I've had when enjoying a salad with this ingredient at other eateries. The vinaigrette dressing was nothing to write home about. Seemed more than a little diluted. Even the candied walnuts lacked appeal. The sweet zing seemed to have been cooked out. Loving a hearty sandwich as much as the next guy (or girl as I'm sure the case is on occasion) I selected the Brick Chicken Club which is made up of lettuce tomatoes, onions, Swiss cheese, smoked bacon, avocados, and the all-important chicken served on ciabatta bread. The bottom half of the bread caved in under the weight of the sandwich, which in and of itself isn't objectionable. What did gall me was how flavorless certain parts of the sandwich were. The bacon had absolutely no crunch at all. The chicken was not as tender as I'd have liked. The fries it comes with are pretty pathetic. These guys are toothpick thin with little dottings of salt, pepper, and parsley. The server came across to me as somewhat elitist. I don't mind that he felt compelled to pronounce the word ciabatta a second time after explaining to me that's what the club sandwich is served on. Might just have pegged me for somewhat of a foodie neophyte. I was a little curious as to why the beefy knife the server told me would help me out in slicing up the ample sandwich came to my table about five to ten minutes after I got the sandwich in the first place. Also, my water glass should have be refilled at the same moment the server offered up that knife. Last came the lemon cheesecake served with raspberry on top and decoratively spritzed beneath. A dusting of sugar also gussies up this platter. Again, I was underwhelmed in how lacking in pizazz it was. When the graham cracker crust proved a bit too stiff to be endured I settled up and went home. Were it not for the likable decor (the leather seats are very inviting) I'd be aching to possibly make rateclubs history by lobbying for a zero-star rating. Lucky for them a good comfy seat is a strong selling point. There are no shortage of plasma screens to accommodating the sports fan's enthusiasm. Ultimately though if you're going to shell out $31.15 for a square meal at Cover 3 you'd better hope the masterminds in the kitchen have stepped up their A games.
