Coaches Bar & Grill (April 12, 2007)

"This place smells like a hardware store."

That was literally the first thing that popped into my head as I stepped inside.

All I wanted tonight was a good burger and my comrade, RegionRat, wanted the same. Little did we know that our mission to obtain one would prove to be a little harder than we thought.

We go to Malibu Grill - packed with a 20 minute wait. Head up the street to Scotty's - EXTREMELY packed with a 40 minute wait.

Things began to look bad until we saw Coaches - an establishment whose logo possesses the same "pizazz" as T.G.I. Fridays. To be truthful, I wasn't too thrilled.

The place was empty with a mass of vacant seats. We get seated into a table that is in the "half booth, half chair" combination. RegionRat takes the booth. Ass.

RegionRat ultimately changed his mind and ordered chicken fingers instead - chicken fingers that cost twelve dollars. My burger and fries were only valued at seven even. In fact, Coaches version of a Long Island costs more than their burger and fries meal. Needless to say, the pricing was quite bizarre.

In the corner of my eye I was treated to a gagging view of a couple cuddling and lip-sucking two tables to the left of us. I'm sure heavy petting was involved as well.

All of the courtship around me slowly began to hinder my appetite.

The food came after what seemed like an eternity. The burger was standard fare and tasted exactly like something you'd get at T.G.I. Friday's. The fries, were not. They were waffle fries and tasted wonderful and were a world away from the horrid pepper-saturated fries that T.G.I. Friday's serves. In other words, with the exception of higher prices, a quieter atmosphere, better French fries and a more laid back decor, it's pretty much the same as T.G.I. Friday's. Nothing really stood out as terribly unique.

Needless to say guys, I probably won't be back. But thanks for having me.

Eh, scratch that - actually I'll be back when I feel like blowing eight dollars on a Long Island.