The Lindbergh Bistro

This place was an absolute joke.
First, finding them was almost impossible. The huge sign on the outside of the hotel they are in was not lit when we arrived, so we passed the place 2 times. There is a very small name sign when you walk into the hotel lobby, but the sign above the door alludes to a bar — no name. We walked in to an entirely empty, mostly open room with about 10 tables. It was FREEZING. I’m not easily cold, but this room could not have been above 60 degrees. The waitress was wearing a winter coat when we walked in. I kept mine on the entire time, as well. The «boss» came out and turned a propane heater on, which added the delightful smell of gas, but no warmth.
Our waitress said she was filling in for someone else, so we didn’t blame her for any of the following:
We were given menus, but every time we attempted to order something, the waitress would come back from the kitchen to tell us they were «out» of whatever we wanted. She finally told us the entire menu was wrong. The choices now were basically burgers or chicken.
We ordered a burger and a salad with chicken. The salad was clearly bagged lettuce that was browning. I ordered the burger medium rare and it was still cold, tasted fine but obviously a frozen patty. The sides were the only good things we ate. Fries nicely seasoned and onion rings in yummy batter. Cheese sauce is watery and gross.
Silverware is wrapped in napkins that are TAPED together tightly with scotch tape. What? How does that make sense? Why even wrap them if you can’t actually use the napkin?
The tablet they use Square for credit cards on was not functioning correctly when we tried to leave. The whole ordeal took 5 – 10 minutes just to pay, standing at the bar. 2 different cards and who knows how many swipes later, the guy finally says «I guess I’ll do it the old fashioned way» and types in the numbers. We couldn’t have tried that 5 minutes ago? Tried to leave the waitress a 6.00 tip, but the app wouldn’t allow us to tip, so the guy manually entered a 6.00 charge… hopefully that DID end up going to the waitress, since her service was the absolute only reason we didn’t walk out.
Just for fun, when we were on our way out, we saw that the sign on the building was finally lit– halfway.
What a disaster.