Well, the beer and food was good, but our waitress left much to be desired. First off, she cards me and then cards my father-in-law. Both of us are lacking in the hair department and what we do have is pretty much white or grey. She said it was the law, but how retarded for a law. She acted like one of those TSA workers wanding Grandma.
I ordered a big mug of their Pale Ale and the waitress warned me that it was the HOPPIEST of their beers. She then went on to describe each one and used Macro beers to describe them.
Their Mountain Light = Coors Light
Thunder Road Pilsener = Heineken
Cherokee Red Ale = Killians
Vellas Hellas Lager = Corona
Tuckaleecheee Porter = Guinness
Black Bear Ale = an Amber Bock
Their Winter Warmer = Guiness and Amber Bock mixed.
SWMBO and her mom ordered the Red Ale and it was tasty. My Pale Ale, was not hoppy at all (just came from the hotel where I enjoyed a Sierra Nevada). It had a nice malt backbone, but it was lacking in the hops department.
The place had loads of Weyermann malt sacks everywhere. Good food, decent beer, but the help is either poorly educated about the beer or they have been trained to cater to a uneducated customer base.
