Critic's Review
Finally a sunny day; I hadn't watched 1 minute of olympics coverage so I figured I could watch some while checking out the new Twin Peaks location. I've been to the Davie Location a few times, but my last visit was 6 years ago.
The hostess stand is on the porch, which is kind of weird; must be fun on a windy rainy day. No matter for me, I was sitting at the bar.
They've completely remodeled this place for the better; both Champps and "Walk-Ons" were multilevel debacles with TVs located in bad places which is problematic in a sport bar.
There's a big dining room with good distancing; I suspect they'll be adding more tables when this Covid nonsense is over.
The place is laid out the same as Davie, with 2 levels of TVs over the bar.
Astonishingly, not 1 TV was showing olympics coverage. It wasn't that long ago that people would pack into sports bars to watch multiple events at once; now nobody even asks them to put it on.
I got a seat center bar where I could check out the servers.
They run a credit card to "run a tab", even when you're at a half empty bar.
They have the dopey QR menus so nobody offers you a menu when you sit down; after a few minutes I obtained a printed menu; old school.
I was planning on getting wings; they have some really nice looking wings in their advertisements; but $11.49 for 6 isn't a compelling price. Charging $2 more to "smoke and grill" 6 wings is absurd. Luckily the guy next to me ordered wings and I saw they were the same crap I got years ago when I tried them; beware of staged photos.
Their lunch specials blow; Soup and Sandwich or Soup and Salad. No reasonably priced entrees; although arguably the entire menu is a lunch menu. They've replaced the lousy venison chili with brisket chili; I ordered that with a 1/2 Cubano sandwich. which is also new.
Music here is a plus, with Billy Idol and "Dark Necessities" detected. The food came out in 7 minutes.
I didn't anticipate the fries. The fries needed salt, so I asked for a shaker. Surprisingly, she disappeared into the back for a couple of minutes and returned with this.
Take out salt. So they have no salt in the restaurant? No ketchup or mustard bottles either. In a sports bar. Hard to believe.
The chili could also have used some salt, but I didn't add any.
It was better than the other chili I'd had here before. A little bit of heat. Maybe a bit mushy; not much chew to it at all, but a decent source of protein.
The sandwich was another matter. Obviously the ham was sliced way too thin; maybe the boiled stuff?
I opened the sandwich to find the problem. I couldn't tell if the brown stuff was the "chipotle mayo" or the "beer mustard", which is bad on it's own. I didn't taste anything resembling mustard, which is a key ingredient to make a Cubano work.
On its own, the pork wasn't bad. And the bread was nice and soft.
This sandwich is an example of an overzealous "chef"; this sandwich would have been very good with a slather of Guldens or yellow mustard and without the mayo; of course there was no mustard for me to add to the sandwich and I doubt they had anything suitable.
They have the table side tablets for checkout, which is annoying at the bar. You've run my card, now I have to tap on a screen? One good thing was that you can enter the tip; they don't have the presets. No receipt; was I supposed to wait for a receipt? No receipt was offered, which is a bad thing. Don't assume I know how it works; explain it.
Conclusion
It would be good if sports bars would just make good sports bar food rather than pretending that they're real restaurants; nobody is coming here for the food. They advertise a "scratch kitchen", which is only good if you have a good chef; and there aren't enough good chefs in Fort Lauderdale who want to work in sports bars to pull such a thing off.
Most importantly, the girls here are highly mediocre; not 1 girl at the bar or on the floor sparked my fantasy gene; and that's after being locked up for 16 months.
