Oh my lord. Where do I even start with this place. It looked promising enough, despite the really creepy clown pictures(I will get to those later), neat sort of 1920’s/30’s décor, Dino, Frank and Ella as the soundtrack, and a super cute bartender(even if he does perform magic tricks) and a wicked sweet waitress. However, this is where the good ends. The food was mediocre at best. My tuna was chewy and tasteless and the buffalo wings ordered by my companion were bland and not that lovey messy goo that one comes to expect from buffalo wings. And then there were the clown pictures, the creepy, creepy clown pictures. Four of them, to be exact, hanging by the bar. On closer inspection they weren’t just creepy clowns, they were creepy clowns composed of women’s bodies… ummmmmm What? Seriously, nightmares will be had. However, I guess it is my own fault for looking too closely.