|Yvette was a fun greeter|
There is a store where you can buy souvenirs.
Here is the restaurant on the street level.
Because there was a private party happening on the main level, non-private party people were sent upstairs to the Tiki Deck, which overlooks the restaurant downstairs, and wasn't overly exciting.
|Looking down at the private party people having fun|
I ordered the Pirate Chicken. The chicken was hot and moist and mashed potatoes were okay. The salad had been sitting around for a while as it was dried out. The corn seemed like frozen corn that was sitting in the bin too long waiting. The hot maple butter sauce was cold. I wouldn't get it again.
Amy was the server. She seemed really rushed and hyper.
I won't be back.