Last Call Bar & Grill   

It took nearly 45 minutes to get our food and we overheard the bartender calling (we assume) the cook because a man in a white smock with black and white checkered pants came flying through the door almost a 1/2 hour after taking our order. When we got the food it wasn't bad BUT during our meal we heard nothing but screaming and yelling from behind the kitchen doors, and then the same man came out to the bar area screaming at the bartender using profanties and demeaning the employee putting her in tears. We then were entertained by some drunk man who decided to grind his pelvis around this (stripper) pole centered in the bar. No attention was directed at him for this action and we found it to be revolting. We were greatful that after this repulsive experience, we were fortunate to find comfort at the John Hoover Inn accross the street, with the most friendly people and absolutely terrific hosts. It's nice to see PROFESSIONALS running the John Hoover Inn, which was also my first time in there. We stopped there on their wing night which is Tuesday's and Thursday's and they are the best wings I have ever had. Don't go to the Last Call. It will sicken you.