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Output: I haven't been on Yelp in awhile, but I feel I owe it to folks to provide an update. This place went downhill exponetially with each subsequent visit. So after 3 times, I never went back, and you shouldn't either. The gel nails were rough/jagged, and they broke & peeled. The tech brought her kids with her to work each time & they were wild & obnoxious.

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Output: I will never be coming here again and I wouldn't suggest it to anyone. And it's mostly because of the service I received from Debbie but overall the place seemed unorganized and tried to look cool inside but it lacks the relaxing experience you want from a salon. I was in the chair 15 mins for a pedi and was done. She went so fast and wasn't gentle. She rubbed my skin so raw with the filer on my big toe that when she applied the alcohol it stung so bad. Again, 10-15 mins and I was done. Their chairs have a modern look to them. But the water for your feet is in a secret compartment underneath. Because of this, there is no whirl pool affect and the water is put in with a pitcher and wasn't very warm. I paid for callus remover but didn't receive the service so they had to refund me the money. I should have said something but 5 mins into the pedi she was massaging my foot with lotion so it was a lost cause at that point. They also gave me water which had a floaty frozen inside the ice cube so I didn't drink it. My manicure wasn't any better. Cuticles weren't taken care of at all. She just cut, filed, and applied paint and was done. I was done with my mani and pedi before the girl next to me was done with her pedi. I know it was probably just a bad experience with Debbie but it just left me very disappointed in the end.

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Output: The rave reviews posted with respect to this establishment are truly bewildering. Our rather lousy experience began immediately when we entered the place at around 5pm. There noticeably were only a couple of patrons. "You're not allowed to be here," the greeter barked at us sternly. "Oh, we're just here for coffee," my friend replied as she stopped dead in her tracks. "Under 21 only," deadpanned the greeter. We were bewildered as we pulled out our IDs for her inspection. The greeter should have simply asked for our IDs rather than assume we were all under 21. Besides, I know Asians look young, but really? I'm 34, and the last educated guess at my age was 27. Seriously speaking, I appreciate the compliment, but the way it was given was certainly not orthodox. The four of us were then seated at living room style couches and sofas. As we did not receive menus, we had to flag down the hostess again for that reason. I ordered a tangerine smoothie while my friends ordered alcoholic mixed beverages. Another oddity occurred when we went up to the counter to order pastries after ordering our drinks with the server. The hostess at the counter took my friends order of two pastries and asked if they could be placed in the same bag since they were out of bags. My friend agreed. But then I placed my order, saying that she could place it in a napkin if need be. She nodded her head. I received my order in a bag identical to the ones they were allegedly out of, along with a napkin and utensils all wrapped in plastic. Strange. So we received our drinks. My friends' alcoholic beverages were average and nothing special, while my smoothie was not a smoothie. It was shaved italian ice colored orange and loaded with a large quantity of sugar. The aftertaste reeked (not even tasted, reeked) of sweetness from the sugar. If I wanted a Slurpee, I would have chosen to instruct the server to obtain my beverage from the 7-11 next door. At one point, we found that we could not find our server once again. Eventually, my friend located her... sitting in a customer's chair in front of a slot machine, smoking a cigarette. Ok, I understand a smoke break, but in front of the customers? On the way out, I noticed a machine that produced the different colored so-called "smoothies." It was similar to those used to make frozen ice desserts. I shook my head. We waved and yelled out our good nights but, not surprisingly, we were not acknowledged at all. I would be open to trying this place again if the management responds actively to this review. Perhaps the off-peak staff is simply staff-in-training. Until then, I can get better smoothies at McDonald's for a fraction of the cost. Two stars minus one star for the service = one star.

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I have been going to The Roosevelt for almost two years and over time I've become less and less impressed. At first it was a cool new place that not a lot of people knew about, but has since become increasingly more popular and crowded. Ordinarily I would be happy to see a small local business thriving, but with it has come an attitude. Case in point- I stopped by for a drink after a movie this weekend . Some friends were coming to meet up so I ordered a glass of wine from the board while I waited. It was awful, tasting like vinegar at the end. I offered it up to my companion who confirmed it was bad, so I decided to ask for something else. I waited for a bit but the server was MIA even though the place is tiny. I went to the bar and explained to the bartender, who gave me a lecture on how they store the wine, what temp its kept at (54 for a red???) and said they go through it so quickly there's no way it had spoiled. She assured me that it was lingonberry I was tasting that I probably didn't like, even though I love at the cafe in IKEA! I didn't really know what to say in response to her history lesson so I asked if I could please have a glass of the Pinot instead. She said of course and went to grab the bottle, then threw in, "But just so you know, I'm going to have to charge you for the first glass, so you might want to see if any of your friends want it." I told her to forget it. The only "friend" had already tried it and found it equally disgusting, so we contacted our other "friends" and had them meet us at Bar Biano instead. At least there you can have beer or wine and also sit outside. We used to have frequent happy hours for work at the Roosevelt, but I won't be recommending it in the future. This place combined with Matt's Big Breakfast is surely making a profit hand-over-foot, but they can't even bother providing decent service to the people who supported them before Food Network made them all the rage.