28 North Main Street
Southington, CT 06489
Hartford County
Phone: (860) 276-9326
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by Aura Lube on Crowd: 1 Food: 1.5 Music: 2 Serra's is easily one of the worst restaurants/"nightclubs" I have ever been to. I came here for my best friend's birthday party after there was some confusion about our original reservations at a Persian restaurant. Since we we were looking for a place with Persian/Arabic/Armenian music that wouldn't be completely reserved, we ended up at Serra's as a last resort. Funny enough, the owner told us that the restaurant was fully reserved, and that they weren't sure if they would be able to accommodate our party of 15, last minute. When we got there, we were literally THE ONLY people in the restaurant. CROWD, 1: Well, in order to rate the crowd there would have to be a crowd. Besides our party of 15, there were only a handful of other people in the place. Most weren't dancing-most looked as bored as the rest of us. FOOD, 1.5: I thought this was a TURKISH restaurant? The menu had about 5-6 items including: hot wings, fish & chips, calamari, shrimp cocktail, french fries, and things of this nature. Of those 5-6 items, everything we asked for, they were "out of." So, we basically ordered a bunch of FRIES & HOTWINGS. The hot wings had no taste whatsoever-no heat at all. The french fries were similar to Jack-in-the-Box criss-cut fries, and they were edible at least. It was also EXTREMELY annoying that all their drinks were served in small glasses, 3/4ths full of ice, with enough alcohol/soda/etc for about 3 sips. I gave up on asking for refills on my soda after the 5th time MUSIC, 2: The music was the only element of Serra's that made it somewhat tolerable. Even though we had to keep asking them to play more upbeat songs about 4-5 times, it wasn't bad. Really, they should have better, more upbeat music people can dance to. Overall, it took a couple drinks to make it less painful to be there--my friends and I danced and had a tolerable time, but I'm sure none of us would be too excited about returning.
by Carly L. on Line was extremely long for a bar that SUCKS. Doorman was an ass, and the girl collecting entry fees took my friend's $20 and did not give her change (cover charge was $10). The middle floor was so packed you could barely moved from one end to the other let alone dance or get a drink at the bar. There were TWO bartenders on - for the amount of people in there, it was ridiculous. Drinks were overpriced and watered down.When I couldn't stand being in the mid-section anymore I decided to try upstairs. What a sorry excuse for a space. I could not stand up straight the ceilings were so low - and I'm 5'9" without heels (I was wearing flats). To sum it up, I'd rather have spent the ridiculous amount of money I wasted here on getting delivery and sitting on my couch. DON'T GO HERE.
by Slyvia Malool on Some people think that rude bartenders are a cornerstone of an authentic dive bar experience. Earth to the woman behind the counter and/or owner--They AREN'T. I would have normally loved a place like this, but the rude (and slow) bartender brings the place down. Granted, she working alone. But why is that my fault? (Hey owners: invest in a bar back). I stood at the bar waiting for a turn to get a drink. I didn't say a word, or raise my hand. But she shot me an angry look and snapped "I'LL BE THERE IN A MINUTE!" Did tipping improve her mood? Nope. I come from a family of restaurant workers, and this was the first time I ever felt bad for leaving a tip. Maybe it was me? No--my friends all received the same treatment. Their jazz band i saw last Saturday was outstanding and well worth the visit, and the crowd was appreciative. The waitress looked overworked (also working alone), and so she joined in the surliness, angry that people were in her way (the room was full, but it was not packed) . Now, after writing this, I need a stiff drink. Where to go...Where to go...
