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.
I don't know how he spells his name Kacey or Casey he is the Manager. I let him know that the food came out luke warm and we were on lunch and he didn't come out when I asked for the manager. I had to call him on the phone 20 mins later and ask him to come out. The waitress was doing her best her leg was in a cast. But we had been waiting for over 30 mins for food and it wasn't even busy. So I just knew it would be hot. But it wasn't. So when he did come to the table he was really rude and had a very nasty personality when it came to customers or black people. Either way he told us not to come back. I wouldn't recommend this place to anyone as long as he is the manager there. I wish I had the owners name and number. I talked to the people that work there and they told me he talk to them very ugly also. The only thing I could say is Wow!!!! I have a business and I have come here a number of times and never had a complaint. But today I will never come again until they get rid of him!!! I hope the owner checks the reviews from time to time.
y husband, daughter, and I met my sister and her family there for dinner this evening.
My sister and I each had coupon voucher. When my sister saw the waitress, she told her that each one of our families had a voucher and asked is we would each be able to use them since we were on 2 separate tickets. She was told her it would be no problem. The meal was pretty good (although Central BBQ is still way better). The problem began when we went to check out. When we were standing in line waiting to checkout, "Fat Larry" was talking to guys standing behind us, I heard him rudely say, "I will get it for you when these people move out of the way" (referring to mine and my sister's families).
Our waitress took my sister's voucher and processed her remaining payment. When I stepped up to the register and handed her my voucher, she was about to process it when, very rudely, Fat Larry asked where we were sitting. I pointed to our table. Again rudely, he asked, "With them?" (referring to my sister). I told him yes. He blew up at me and said that he would not honor my voucher that he wasn't giving away $40 worth of food (which apparently he doesn't know how to do math because he would have only been offering $20 worth of food). This would be no different if each of our families had come in and sat at separate tables. Its' not like they were busy anyway. My sister also tried to talk to him again and one of his family members ( I assume) tried to give her $20 to shut up and go away.
I would not be writing such a negative review you if Fat Larry has said something like, "I'm sorry, but I can only allow one voucher per table. I'm sorry my employee told you wrong, but I hope you will come back another time." I would have been more understanding and MIGHT have visited again.If he doesn't want people using vouchers, then he shouldn't offer them.
The attitude and rudeness with which he spoke to me and my sister was absolutely unacceptable. I have never been spoken to like that before in my life and I will never give that man one penny more than what I had to pay him for dinner tonight and I hope those of you considering going won't either. I had read other reviews on some other websites, but I tried to go with an open mind to give it a chance...the biggest mistake of the year.
It wasnt what I thought. Place was super packed and super hot! Small dance floor. It was definitely not for me. Plus THEY are a full bar and BYOB. BYOB admission was a total of $30. $3 for a can of coke. The owner is making a killing and obviously not investing it back into his business! #IWouldNotRecommend
For a place called the Spaghetti Warehouse they cannot even get the spaghetti cooked right, been there twice and it was so bad both times..never going there again.
That building sucks.
Total shithole. My friends and I come back from college and partied here. It is still a mystery to me why people would choose this inbred oldhome. To hear that this place is called restaurant, is a joke. This place is gross.I feel genuinely sorry for anyone who eats food from here. Every single staff is above the age of 50, except this tubby Asain, avoid him at all costs, huge asshole. I always feel the need to shower upon leaving this place. Maybe it's because every single surface of this rundown bar is sticky icky. Service is nice and slow, every time. Gotta love that musky cig/local drunk sweat aroma they got going though. GO TIGERS!
This 'bar' is run by a complete idiot. If you accidentally stumble in there on the weekend and wonder if it's emptiness categorizes it as a going concern, know that it is and for a good reason: the owner is a bigot whose idea of a good time includes getting loaded and harassing her patrons. I'm glad you're so "proud of your accomplishment and the culture of 'yerohcusssstummers'" bitch but get with the times. We're not in Montana anymore; this is Memphis and if you're not pleased to serve the darker demographic then you won't be in business long. This is America - and the 'best' color is green. CREAM, get the money yall and spend it elsewhere. Loose goose? More like loose lips (they sink ships, honey). Why don't you make like the titanic and go under?
By Louis Goggans
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