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Originally Posted by PepsiFree
It’s not that it’s not good, it’s that the quality/price balance is way too far off compared to significantly better places.
It’s better than McDonalds, but not as good as great casual, yet its pricing (instead of being in the middle) is the same as the upper end casual places. A cold Bud Lite in a stupid stein and some of their food is a great combo… for like 30-40% less than they charge.
But since you mentioned it, I have to also complain about Brewsters. That place just kind of sucks all around. Maybe like 2 items that are good, and the beer kind of sucks too.
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Brewsters has the worst food in the world. Crazy thing is it looks good. Like if the waitress is bringing a burger to another table and passes you, you'd think a gourmet meal just went by. Nope. Horrendous.
Each and everything on that menu is worse than the thing above it. Nothing is good. It's all awful, overpriced and inedible. If people like the food there I instantly know they're a total idiot.
The wings are quite good, but you have to order them extra crispy.
Best beer at Brewsters is a Budweiser. Yeah, their own stuff sucks hardcore.
If you are going to order a pint from a keg, you need to specifically request a cold glass. Yes, they have cold glasses, but if you don't ask you get one straight out of the dishwasher/oven.
Whoever is in charge of flavour there (beer and food) is my polar opposite human. I hate him and I don't even know him.
BPs I get the price thing. I'm at a point where I don't care, though. I hit it on road trip days or at lunch if I'm in, like, Strathmore or something. Lunch it's cheap - if you don't know this check it out. They have specials (like an individual pizza with a side salad) for really cheap. But yeah, supper is weirdly expensive. If I take my family and my wife and I have a beer the bill is over $100, which is not justifiable at all. I would never get delivery from BPs because - although I like it - it's not worth quadruple Pizza 73.
But I'll take BPs in some lame-ass town every single time before I tempt fate with some hole in the wall with sticky fly straps dangling onto my bald head.