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Output: Actual Rating: 3.5 Hunger struck us a little after grabbing drinks from Fat Tuesdays (which most of us weren't even able to finish). We weren't looking into getting anything too pricey and we just so happened to stumble into Max Brenner. It had a very clean and stylish atmosphere. We were seated very quickly upstairs soon after speaking to the host. However, it seemed like we were the only party up there. Hence, the bad service. It took a really long time for the food to come out (about 20 minutes) and I only ordered potato skins. Granted, I've learned it takes a long time to cook and we had a big group, but these guys are pros compared to my cooking am I right? Once we got the food, I took a nice whiff of the baked potato skins before I dug in. They smelled GREAT. I took a picture before I got to it. Then, I picked one up and started munching away. This was the first time I've had them and I was surprised that something so simple could taste so good! I told myself that once I got back home, I'd try to make some on my own. Turns out that it's a bit harder than expected. I can make bacon cheese fries but I definitely have trouble making baked potato skins. In terms of food quality and taste, I could give these guys a 5 out of 5. Honestly, it was their service that brought the mood down. We were all extremely hungry and the fact that it took 15 minutes for them to come back up and take our orders then another 20 to push out that order was a little too long. I guess that's what we get for ordering real food in a chocolate specialized restaurant. We didn't have time to order dessert at the end, unfortunately. That probably would've upped the rating I'm about to give, but that's not the case. Sorry.

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Output: A little disappointing...tried the catfish fillets with 2 sides: sweet potato fries and creamy spinach. The S/O got the short ribs with three cheese mac and cheese and garlic mashed potatoes. I would have to say the sides are carb-i-liously good. There isn't anything too great about their BBQ sauce they tried to package off and sell by the jar full. Wouldn't go here again, but was curious enough to try.

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Output: I'm getting pretty close to not setting foot in here again. Here's why: As a regular, I not only go there for the food, but because of the people. I have known these servers and bartenders for years, right up until they get shopped and fired. That's right folks, my meals are usually almost ALWAYS ruined by some idiot shopping a beloved server or bartender of mine and I have to sit there and listen to Joe Shmo ask moronic questions like (no joke) "can my daughter have a beer? She's sixteen....what's the legal age to consume alcohol?" Now as a former secret shopper myself for a LARGE company, here's a few words of advice, train your shoppers, a want ad in the newspaper is ridiculous. If you care THAT much about customer service, let your customers be your shoppers, because I can spot these idiots when they walk in, and most of them LOVE the idea of judging a young person and making them sweat for their job. Shame on you. Secondly as a loyal customer, the way I was treated by your shoddy excuse of management when having an allergic reaction to peanuts in your dessert was appalling. Here's my assessment as a former shopper: 1.) When I asked the wait staff if the chocolate dessert had peanuts in it, they seemed sure it did not, but nobody could be sure because it wasn't printed on the menu. Upon having two bites of the dessert my mouth immediately swelled up and I had an allergic reaction. Ciara and Toni were very concerned and attentive, offering water and even a concoction to help me purge the food if needed. They both kept a watchful eye on me while making sure to not neglect other patrons. 2.) I asked to speak to a manager to merely suggest for the second time (this happened before with their banana dessert) that as an establishment, they should protect themselves by listing peanut ingredients on the menu. The manager replied that usually when someone has an allergy they tell the server and then the server tells the kitchen, thus making me the customer feel like it was a failure on my part to notify and announce my allergy to the entire restaurant upon my arrival. Sitting there astounded, I asked if I was indeed hearing what I was hearing, and she glossed over it, thanked me for the feedback, said they were going to reprint their menus at some point, offered to call "someone"I'm assuming an ambulance, and pat me on the back and left. Really? So here's the deal, the food is good, the servers and bartenders are the best. Pretty much everyday they work in fear of losing their job, and I can't support that. They remember what you drink, how you like your food prepared, your name, and that's not something you get in chain restaurants, but the regulars, the ones who you could count on to support the place, they've slowly disappeared, and I'm headed that way myself. Unless you've been sitting at your spot, enjoying your meal only to have it RUINED by some jerk shopping your friend and one of many favorite bartenders or servers, you don't know what sick is. Getting a job in today's economy is difficult enough, but these people treat the mostly 20 something employees like slave workers who are fortunate to be breathing the bobby q air. I can't fathom going in to work everyday wondering if it's my last. Finally, when a regular has a concern like PUT PEANUTS ON YOUR MENU, it's not just for the patrons benefit, but your own, and you failed to see that, instead you shrugged me off and couldn't get out of my presence fast enough; I know when I'm being patronized, don't forget, I can shop you too, and you failed big time, as in you'd be fired. Good customer service is what Pita Jungle did where they asked me for my phone number or email address to discuss further (turned out to be pine nuts that were most likely cross contaminated). So in conclusion, when you look around and wonder where all the regular money was that you could always count on coming in every dY at the same time, it's probably at the Black Angus, one of your former regulars is now a regular there, people can go there and grab some food and a drink or two without witnessing the torture you inflict on you're employees. Shame on you.

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One of the biggest and best supermarkets i have come across. I think they have every item in their entire range here! Own brand stuff in here i have never spotted in any other branch