138 North Royal Street
Alexandria, VA 22314
Alexandria City County
Phone: (703) 548-1288
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by Helmut S. on Hell hole? Arm pit? Kitchen Nightmare Reject? Why yes, all of the above and more. It is not just that the food is an unmitigated disaster, or that the waitstaff are inattentive at best, and truly careless at worst, it's just that there is so much better so close. My wife and younger daughter were hungry after an hour of bowling over the YB. I had not been to Jillian's because I always felt it would be a complete and total waste of money, time and empty stomach space. If it was only that bad... So the hostess sort of glanced at us as we entered, as if we were interrupting her critical napkin folding duties. It was 8:00 - I mean I could see why the napkins would be more interesting than, you know, customers. Perhaps a "customer" was a strange concept, as there were all of 3 tables taken, and in a cavernous space designed for rabid sports fans a whole lot of empty looks especially bad. Our waitress did come by quickly, took the orders, and flew off to check her phone very efficiently. I ordered the St Louis styled ribs, the wife got a burger, and the little Ms some chicken tenders, standard kid fair. The chicken tenders were probably the best thing served. I mean it comes in a bag. Unless the kitchen slices off a finger opening them and plates it next to the fries and ketchup, it is going to be the same as every other industrial kitchen across the country. It was the rest of the meal where the transcendent awfulness came in. The burger stank of gasoline, you know that terrible smell when the grill man just drifts off into his own despair, and as he drowns in the sorrow of where he is, so to does the meet drown in fuel, coated with so much petrol no amount condiment can cover. And then there were the ribs. The St Louis styled ribs. St Louis should sue for frick'n defamation is all I can say. Certainly the absolute worst ribs in the city. The waitress puts this slab covered in sauce in front of me with a sad little pile of cole slaw next to it. I knew I had made a horrible mistake, honestly, I ordered BBQ in this sort of joint? I deserved what I was served I thought. Under the sauce was a tiny, tiny rib, connected to a woven mass of cartilage. Big thick crayon sized cartilage. What meat there was was covered in fat and connective tissue, the stuff that is suppose to be liquefied during the slow cooking process that is BBQ but was clearly skipped when this piece of dog meat was put in the microwave. The waitress did a drive by as I poked at the mess, but her "how is everything" had barely echoed off the walls of the empty restaurant before she was gone, her black clad form swallowed up in the shadows. I felt like throwing my meal after her, but thought better about touching it further. I didn't even drown out my meal with a cocktail, at $9+ each I just threw in the towel and tried to ignore my hunger by playing tick tack toe with my little girl, happily stuffed with her chicken tenders. She only had one crayon, so I fished out a piece of rib cartilage and stuffed it into one of the tiny bones, and made myself feel better by crushing her 5 times in a row at tic tack toe. Ok that last part is a lie. But the food, no lie, is perhaps the worst in the city. Do yourself a favor when you are at the door, walk a block to the Westfield center, your will be better for it.
by Faith Puita on Dear Medici, Answer your phone, or lose tons of business. You are in a largely commercial neighborhood, many people order lunch for pickup. You've lost a $50 order thanks to your inattentiveness. gg.
