"I don't know where the high praises for this place come from. Take your act together, Vienna. This is the middle school cafeteria level tariff best. For example, my roast chicken sandwich had completely tasteless bread tonight. While the size of the chicken cut was acceptable, the meat itself was DRY DRY DRY DRY. Just what you want on a Friday night after a long week. I might have given another star if the bread had cost better than to say upholstered foam. Move to While the Pommes portions are fine, the complete lack of seasonal (I mean, this is the current year, give em a little jazz, ya know? Walmart has more exciting frits in her freezer area for Pete's wants), and sad, bizarre hesitation even if they come directly from the kitchen, make the Foster's barbecue dining experience a sore affair. Again, confused with the many glowing reviews. Are the cities here still only cities? Must be the fat arcade games near the toilets."
