We decided to take a break from South Minneapolis and move on into South St. Paul to the Concord Bar & Grill. We had a 2 for 1 coupon which would allow you one free entree with a purchase of an entree which was the sole purpose of our trip there. Our first clue that this was going to be an interesting venture was that the restaurant was in a hotel. (Not that all Hotel restaurants are bad). Our second clue as we walked in was the raunchy music blaring down the hallway directing us to its location. As we went to walk in we were greeted by Rhianna’s song “S&M”. Mistake?????
Arrival Time: 5:20
Upon entering the 700 square foot hole in the wall, we noticed a very small bar and even smaller dining area with only 8 tables and about 8 TV’s…..LOL They had flat screens and then there was one lonely 1990′s 13″ tv in the corner as if it was being punished.
We were not seated and there was no direction on whether or not we seat ourselves, so we just took it upon ourselves to sit down. As we sat waiting for a waitress to show up, we were looking around and noticed a kitchen?? No it couldn’t have been a kitchen as it was set up in the corner of the room. We thought maybe a dance floor?? No, we saw toasters and microwaves and everything covered by table cloths. We came to the conclusion that A. we are in a hotel and B. we are in the only restaurant so C. we were in their continental restaurant. We also definitely noticed that this was more bar than grill.
The waitress finally showed up with menus and we ordered our drinks. She noticed our coupon laying on the table and informs us that they no longer accept that coupon but that happy hour was on and we could get $2 off of any appetizer but we were not in the mood for that. As we were looking over the menu the music went from Rhianna to hard core rap as Mystikal’s “Dangaaa” came on. Mind you, this music was so loud, you had to literally scream across the table to hear. We had to learn sign language in 5 minutes to communicate.
The menu was your typical bar menu. It had burgers, sandwiches, pizza, pasta, appetizers and specials. Suzanne decides on the Chicken Caesar Salad and Steph opted for the Beer Battered Chicken Sandwich and according to the menu “Rand Dressing” (we’re thinking they meant Ranch).
Oops the music just changed! Now we are listening to some honkey tonk country song “I’ll think I’ll just stay here and drink” by Merle Haggard (courtesty of Shazam app on Suzanne’s phone)
While waiting for our food, we were looking around to check out what kind of local folk frequented this place.
Oops music change…..”Porn Star Dancing” by My Darkest Days (hard rock) (again courtesy of Shazam)
Still waiting for our food, we noticed a woman enter and sit down at the table next to us. She had a mocha-chino drink from Star Bucks with her. The waitress finally came over to her and she asked for a menu. It took the waitress 10 minutes to get her one.
Time Check: 5:43 we had been there 23 minutes and still no food.
Suzanne noticed there was one cook and 2 waitresses on staff. not good.
33 minutes later, we received our food.
We dig in. We noticed we had no silverware so the waitress brought us some and the strange part about it was the napkins were cloth! Suzanne’s salad came with a warm roll and she thought it tasted pretty good. However, how can you screw up a salad? Steph took a bite out of her chicken and OMG was it nasty. First of all one must NEVER put Beer Batter on chicken. It tasted more like fish. she did double check to make sure it wasn’t fish it was so gross. The fries were also not good. The seasoning on them sucked so bad. So she decided to get a side of ranch to drown out the taste. It took 5 minutes for her to bring it to her. At that point she pretty much gave up on the fries. She choked as much of her sandwich down as she could.
Speaking of choking, the lady next to us had a friend come join her. She was one hot sexy mama being that she was 65 wearing her skinny jeans in her size 16 frame (seriously not that there is anything wrong with being a size 16!!!) and leopard skin tight top and hooker shoes. She also had dyed bright red hair. We had to take a triple take. We would have taken a picture but that would have seemed way too obvious.
The bill came and it was $21.59 (by the way, they charged $.50 fricken cents for the side of ranch or should we say Rand)
We ended our visit with a little Johnny Cash….”Folsum Prison Blues”–kind of how we felt eating here LOL-http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tr0Vt7E7U7w
Our ratings on a scale of 1-5 Bitches
Menu Variety-3 Bitches
Taste/Quality-1 Bitch (Only because Suzanne liked her salad)
Price-4 Bitches (Even though the food sucked, the pricing was actually reasonable)
Overall-2.5 Bitches
Honestly we would NOT recommend anyone eat here. If you want a drink then go for it but beware of the loud music!
2 Classy Bitches Over and Out
























