My organization had an event at The Bradford during which an exposed PVC pipe (believed to be out of code) was protruding from the wall in the room with the dance floor, and broke. The pipe began to heavily spout water into the room, which quickly flooded. The venue owner was present and turned the building's water off. The owner offered us a second, smaller, room in which to continue our event while the water in the first room could be cleaned up. About 10 minutes later, however the fire alarms in the building went off due to more water leaking into the system in the basement. The event guests evacuated the building and the fire department arrived determining that the pipe was out of code and that the alarm went off due to water leaking therefore there was no immediate danger. The organization's event coordinators made the decision to send all guests home (175 patrons) since the venue had no running water, or therefore plumbing. The venue owner stated to the event coordinators that the due to the incidents the night would be on her. Since the event, the venue owner only offered a "make up" event at The Bradford free of charge. She stated that this would have to be used by the same organization for the same event to be valid. Our organization does not want to hold the event a second time, and believes we deserve a monetary refund. The owner believes that since costs on her part were incurred during the event she does not owe us any refund. My organization believes that not only was the event cut short due to issues with the venue (we had to leave nearly halfway through our contracted time at the venue), but the terms and conditions promised in the contract were not met, and therefore our money should be returned to us regardless of the venue's event cancellation policy. Since the pipe did not break by the fault of an event attendee, and therefore is the liability of the venue, and the venue failed to provide running water and working plumbing, the amount paid by the organization to the Bradford should be refunded. The venue owner has since retracted her offer of an event credit at the venue, and now is threatening to assess all damages caused by the faulty plumbing (all plumbing repairs, flooring needing replacement, etc), and take my organization to court over this.
The venue owner throughout this process has been difficult to get in contact with and has changed her account of the incident significantly when speaking to representatives of our organization.
My GF and I like to try local places that we haven’t been to before, so we went to Fat Larry’s We had a coupon from the fundraiser book for a free platter with the purchase of another platter of equal or greater value. We had to park in the back of the restaurant, which isn’t bad other than the poor lighting back there was we were leaving and the sun had set. We were not impressed that there was not a host stand but rather a “Seat Yourself” sign. We don’t like those because the servers tend to not notice/acknowledge you walking in. The first thing I noticed as I sat down was the Memphis In May trophies, three of them, in the corner of the room. Since nobody was sitting near them, I wondered over to take a look: First Place in 1999, Second in 2003, and Third in 2005. One of the servers was kind enough to point out the Grand Champion Trophy on another wall, also from 1999. Eyebrow raised, each trophy placing progressively lower and hadn’t placed in nine years...
I showed the coupon to the server, who was pleasant, as you’d expect a server to be. However, once we ordered the first platter, a brisket platter, she informed us that we could get the brisket with the coupon, but the second one couldn’t be a brisket, also. Wouldn’t the same item be “of equal or greater value”? Regardless, I she could have kept that info to herself, because I was planning on ordering the pork platter next, anyway. They did allow me to substitute my slaw for fries and my GF’s beans for fried okra, and allowed us each to get a burger bun at no charge to make sandwiches from our platters.
Rather quickly, our food arrived. Then again, why should it take long when it was all pre-made. The pork and brisket each had a different barbecue sauce on them and the brisket sauce was fair, but the pork’s sauce was not very good. I would have preferred the other. A year of watching Robert Irvine and many other Food Network personalities critique food has ruined me. Last year, I probably would have been pleased with my meal. However, the pork didn’t taste “smokey” at all, had no kind of seasoning, and grease dripping off of it, from the sandwich to the plate. The brisket was dry and tasted like an overcooked slice of sirloin. The fries were frozen crinkle-cut fries you can get ay any supermarket, though they did sprinkle some kind of seasoning on them. The slaw on my GF’s platter was from a bucket. The okra was as the fries were, some frozen breaded okra. But, the beans were the biggest disappointment of them all. Beans aren’t that difficult. But these were taken straight out of their generic pork-n-beans can, with some of their tasteless pork thrown in. I could picture Robert turning the bowl over on the table with a disgusted look on his face.
Fat Larry, we can get heated up frozen and canned food from any of chain restaurants in the Wolfchase area. You aren’t helping the “eat local” cause if your idea of “local” was shipped in from some warehouse or bought from Sam’s. Thank you for honoring our coupon, but we won’t be back.
Red neck biker bar without the bikes.!
Wish they had more name brands.
I ordered a House Special pizza with no smoked sausage. Had the person over the phone to repeat the order. Usually, the smoked sausage is chuncky, this time it was diced. I couldn't see until I bit into a slice. I called the restaurant and they said to bring the pizza back. I lived too far to take back. I didn't like the manager attitude so I told him word of mouth goes a long way,then I hung up. I called back to say I'm sorry and he hung the phone in my face. I wasn't even nasty. In my book, so much for Broadway.
NOT recommended. Dirty and nasty. This place is aweful. The worst customer service I've ever had. The food is not even edible. We went because the menu advertised fish and Chips and Rueben sandwiches however, after the drive there, they informed us they had no fish. We settled on the corned beef and it was two slices of Walmart deli meat on two soggy prices of toast...no saurkraut. We couldnt eat it and left it in the plate. We ordered a couple of beers but they seemed to be out of our first two choices and when we finally did get our first beer 15 minutes later, they were marginally hot. Then the band came on, Rust in Heaven or something er other and played a bunch of golden oldie tunes that might have been great if we were 70 years old. That was 30 minutes after the keyboard player kept playing a god aweful sound repeatedly on his keyboard. If we hadn't have had to wait for over 30 minutes for our limpy soft sandwich we would have left immediately. About 30 minutes of hearing Jet Airliner over and over was all we could do, we left the sandwich and warm beer and bolted across the street to a marginally dirtier and smokier bar but at least they served cold beer and the music wasn't as bad because they at least made us feel 55 instead of 70. If you want cold beer, decent service, decent music, decent food....this place is definitely not it. Irish pub?? Forget it, not even a clue why it's called Hadley's.
My wife and I attended a retirement dinner here and the place was a zero or less actually. I will mention the very little good before the bad. The serving staff was courteous and prompt. The food was subpar. Salads were bagged and the added items... cucumber and tomato were limp and not fresh. The steak was pedestrian and tolerable at best. Very little seasoning and definitely not hand cut as you would expect for the price. But, to add insult to injury I ordered two bottles of wine. One for my wife and I and one for the honoree and her husband. I was charged a mandatory 18% gratuity even though it was only two bottles of wine and I was not the responsible party for the event check. The general manager advised me that was their policy and that's that. Perhaps, that's that is how you should regard this place. It is definitively off my list of any place that I would choose to dine, recommend or spend my hard earned money. It is on top of the list of places to AVOID LIKE THE PLAGUE!!!!!!!
I left Temple of the Sacred Gift when they "accepted the resignation of" (read: fired - no resignation was ever submitted) two clergy for nothing more than disagreeing with the High Priestess, Rev. Sonya Miller. In the four years this church has been around they have lost no less than five clergy to firings or resignations, all resulting from conflict with the HPS. I have seen her behave badly at events she is invited to, including verbal abuse of event staff and vandalism of a rented site. She has also given grievous disrespect to community elders.
TSG expects a whopping amount of financial support from all members. In addition to their $120/year "dues" (compared to no dues asked from members of Neshoba Covenant of Unitarian Universalist Pagans and $25/year asked -- but, at this time, not required -- from members of Summerland Grove) TSG holds a fundraising event nearly every week. Even those contributing their time and skills to present a workshop or energy share at these events are expected to pay for the privilege, something I have never seen from any other Pagan or Wiccan organization anywhere.
TSG is run on the "coven model" -- all final say is vested in the High Priestess. TSG, at least during the time I was a member, tried to cover this up by having clergy councils and member representatives, all for show as their decisions could be (and were) overridden by Sonya. This is not a healthy model for a church and not one that I support. Once I found out that I had been deceived about the locus of control, I was no longer willing to be a part. Worryingly, the church rewrites its own history every time clergy leave or are fired: names of founders removed from the church history, long-time clergy being told they were never clergy once they quit even though evidence exists that they were previously listed as clergy on TSG sites. This behavior reminds me of another problematic church -- Scientology.
The Mid-South Pagan community is vast, but you wouldn't know it from asking TSG, which likes to pretend it's the only game in town. Please, before deciding to involve yourself with this money-focused and problematic organization, research and see what other options the community holds for you. Find a group that will value you as more than a pocketbook and sycophant. Don't get burned.
I was a member and clergy for Temple of the Sacred Gift for 3 years. Most of the members of this organization are truly wonderful people. The leadership, however, leaves a lot to be desired. In the 4 years the church has been open they have elevated 8 people to clergy status, now only 2 remain clergy, the married couple who started the church. The rest of clergy either left because of personal conflict with Rev Sonya Miller or were forced to resign. Members don't tend to stay around long either. TSG expects a lot of time and money from its members, especially those in the inner circle who are the only ones allowed to lead events or have roles of responsibility within the church.
Memphis has several pagan groups and churches. TSG acts as if they are the only group in town. They do not support the other groups or encourage their members to become a part of the greater community. I recommend Summerland Grove Pagan Church or the CUUPS group at Neshoba Unitarian Universalist Church. Both of these organizations encourage practitioners to make and follow their own pagan path, they lack the dogma and strict adherence to Wiccan laws found in TSG.
I would not recommend this "church" to any free thinking individual. It has numerous problems with keeping clergy and members. I attended for three years and in that time they lost 4 members of clergy and numerous members because they could not follow the high priestess without questioning her or agreeing with her. I have been involved in the Memphis wiccan and pagan community for 13 years. I have never had a more disappointing experience than I did with TSG.
Avoid if at all possible.
The 'clergy' have no place leading anyone. The 'church' does not seek to teach nor fulfill Spiritual needs. They seek only monetary and material support. They lie about their founding, their history, and their credentials.
Summerland Grove in Memphis is a better group to look into.
My experience with this group left me with serious feelings of unease and distrust, much like going to a used car lot.
This place has the worst BBQ I've had in Memphis. Maybe it was a bad day, but there are too many other places to get good Q in this town to bother going back. We had lunch delivered for a business meeting. The first strike was that the containers were covered in grease and sauce, and took 10 minutes and a stack of napkins to clean them off. I had the pulled pork with beans and sweet potato fries. The fries were completely limp and the pork had zero flavor. Not even a hint of smoke. The beans were just okay. Don't remember what everyone else had, but none of them were happy either.
Really inattentive wait staff - It was quite unbeleavable - especially between 5:30 and 6:30pm - they all sat at a table by themselves and ignored the tables. We had to go ask for menus and drinks.
One one occassion, some one jooined our table and put in an order for a beer - the waiter hurried by and plunked down a bottle with out asking if they wanted a glass or anything to eat.
We have gone three times with small groups (4-7) and have had similar experiences. appitizors were either incredably balnd or so "hot" that they were close to impossible to eat.
Used to love it and frequent often. The last time I was there (2 weeks ago), the horrible attitude from the famale bartender left me dumbfounded. If management doesn't address that young ladies apparent distaste for paying customers, then I will not be back....nor any of my friends. The martinis are good, if pricey, and the food is unpredictable...good some days, really bad on others.
I wish I could've written this sooner, but alas, my work schedule is long hours on certain days. Less than a week ago I went to the TJMulligans on Houston Levee Rd in Cordova, TN to have a few drinks after work and unwind with that lovely pastime “Buzztime Trivia”. There was only one other player at the time, and after a few unsuccessful attempts to conversate across the 15 foot gap between us, he moved chairs to sit directly to my left, sharing the TV I was watching. I won't mention his name but it starts with an 'R' and rhymes with 'Peed'. At first we were having fun, talking trash, making jokes and explaining our (sometimes poor) trivia selections. It is at this time that I should say I'm a 29 year old normally attractive, married, tomboyish female who does not 'flirt' but enjoys normal people conversation. I have lived in 'Murica my whole life and have no problems having normal 'people sitting across the aisle on a bus' or 'people you see at the smoking section at work' or 'people who cashier your groceries' chit-chat conversation. I was a bartender and server for many years and have never had a problem treating all people equally and with respect- regardless of age, sex, orientation, race or any other bu||sh#t divisors. Under no invitation on my part, this guy decides to put his right hand on my (very) upper left thigh and give it a rolling squeeze. I was shocked. I know I'm probably a lucky member of the female persuasion in that I had never been groped in such a manner, but I have had drunk a$$hole$ swat at my waitressing behind as I'm walking by with a tray of food (to which they got a stern WTF reprisal). I gave this jerk the benefit of the doubt (I know) and said, “I did NOT give you permission to touch me, do it again and I will taze you.” Now I didn't have my taser on me, but somehow I thought the phrase made it more clear that his advances were not welcome. What does this lookalike for a certain fictional character baring the chest tattoo “I AM A RAPIST PIG” do? He takes his fat, sausage-like appendages and grabs my upper thigh again in a rolling squeeze- this time sliding his corpustular fingers into my inner thigh area and Strongly “massaging” my flesh between his nasty, shameful “I'll do what I want” digits. With a pervert's smirk no less. I yelped out “WTF, Man!?”, physically pushed his arm away to make him let go, and moved down to a different seat. This is where the story gets interesting. I immediately told the female bartender while in earshot of the Molesting Meat Pocket (MMP) and at least one barback. She said “I'll talk to him.” She DID NOT. The MMP proceeded to talk about how I'm drunk, I'm always drunk, yadda yadda, he didn't touch me, lies, lies etc. Now, being of Irish descent, I can tell you without a shadow of a doubt that 2 drinks does not a drunk me make. But that's besides the point. Even if I were wearing gogo boots and a tube top instead of cargo pants and a tshirt, even if I had been on my tenth drink instead of my second, HE DOES NOT HAVE THE RIGHT TO MOLEST ME! As I watched him being served another drink and his food order without ANYTHING being done about it, I again let the bar staff know that I had just been sexually molested in front of them. NOTHING WAS DONE. I happened to see the same female bartender in the ladies room just after that where I complained a third time and demonstrated (on myself, not on her) exactly what he had done. “I'll talk to him.” SHE DID NOT. Apparently the MMP is a 'regular' and can buy his way out of repercussions. All of a sudden it hit me. This is what those women in India go through with their 'Eve-Teasing'. They are molested, assaulted, and nothing is done about it when they report to the authorities. The assaults are bad enough, but the most infuriating part is that NO ONE DOES ANYTHING.
Would I recommend TJMulligans in Cordova? Only if you enjoy being felt up by disgusting, MMPs at the bar, in front of the morally devoid waitstaff, only to have your protests ignored in favor of slimy, under-the-table $5 tips that are 'earned' at your expense.
They didn't honor a contract for a baby shower and gave the hostess only days notice that someone they thought was more important would be using the facility that day. How did he expect her to find a new facility and notify all the guests in just a few days. Then to suggest that she use the place across the street was a slap in the face. The signed contract didn't mean anything to the owner. I surely would have sued him!!!
The manager of this place put it out to a potential client, with a signed contract that they overbooked and said that it was The Neely's and lied to try to make the renter feel unimportant. Shame on it all. The 300 S. Main Street Gallery will never get a dime of my money. There is no reason why they could not honor their agreement with you for an event from 1-3 when the next event starts at 7:30.
I went to Fino Villa last night in Collierville only to be told they are not honoring coupons from WREG as they never authorized them, even though they have been up several times over the past year. The manager there couldn't be bothered to even talk to us personally. We were told to contact WREG to get a refund.However, they don't do refunds only exchanges for things I wouldn't want. Now I am out $50 bucks and had my anniversary plans sidetracked. I will never do business with Fino Villa again.
Please tell me ownership of this place has changed - the one on Overton Park is absolutely terrible now - food horrible -it just does not feel right - I loved this place years ago - but with this type of service and food, it will not last much longer.
By Chris McCoy
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