Texas steak... Sounds good to a starving New Yorker after a long day's work in Dallas summer heat. Who knew I'd be taken back to my days as a Manhattan waitress?! The Butcher Shop, in fairness, has excellent meat. (Which one is welcome to cook one's self, although it isn't recommended.) The atmophere is fine, though somewhat bland and stuffy, and the service during our visit was attentive and personal. We did get a bit more personal attention than expected, however, once the roaches began to arrive. The first, crawling up the back of the chair beside me, I swiftly smashed in a cocktail napkin, and tried to forget about. The following two, merrily scurrying about on the panel next to me, were enough for us to decide against dessert and pick our bags off the floor. By the time the fourth arrived, we were on our way out. I spared it from a swift death-by-napkin, so if you decide to visit -- watch out! It will probably have called in reinforcements. Because the manager of this establishment (who - amazingly - did not find it warranted to speak to us personally, but did take $25 off our check,) seems to have misplaced her Yellow Pages... Surely, just like in Manhattan, it lists EXTERMINATORS!
The staff was attentive and helpful. Although we were a bit under dressed they made us feel welcome and comfortable. The wine selection was superb and the food was outstanding. We will definately be back and wouldn't hesitate to recommend to
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Best restaurant in Dallas. The food is always fresh. The staff are friendly and always explain everything that is in a roll. That alone deserves five stars.
The Picture on this site does not fit the restraunt at all. This is a very crazy and fun restraunt. Every table and booth has a different theme (i.e. one table you get to eat inside a volcano). The waiters and bussers are all dressed as a fictiona
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My husband and I decided to try Rafain for date night last Saturday. We were so impressed. Excellent food and service. My only complaint would be the wine list. It was way too pricey for the quality of wine available. Next time we will just drink wat
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I know this is only one review but I hope others will read this... The manager Karlo is a dismissive jerk. We were having a wonderful time the food was great! Until half way through the meal a waiter spilled red wine all over me. Mistakes happen,
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Texas steak... Sounds good to a starving New Yorker after a long day's work in Dallas summer heat. Who knew I'd be taken back to my days as a Manhattan waitress?! The Butcher Shop, in fairness, has excellent meat. (Which one is welcome to cook one's self, although it isn't recommended.) The atmophere is fine, though somewhat bland and stuffy, and the service during our visit was attentive and personal. We did get a bit more personal attention than expected, however, once the roaches began to arrive. The first, crawling up the back of the chair beside me, I swiftly smashed in a cocktail napkin, and tried to forget about. The following two, merrily scurrying about on the panel next to me, were enough for us to decide against dessert and pick our bags off the floor. By the time the fourth arrived, we were on our way out. I spared it from a swift death-by-napkin, so if you decide to visit -- watch out! It will probably have called in reinforcements. Because the manager of this establishment (who - amazingly - did not find it warranted to speak to us personally, but did take $25 off our check,) seems to have misplaced her Yellow Pages... Surely, just like in Manhattan, it lists EXTERMINATORS!
Texas steak... Sounds good to a starving New Yorker after a long day's work in Dallas summer heat. Who knew I'd be taken back to my days as a Manhattan waitress?! The Butcher Shop, in fairness, has excellent meat. (Which one is welcome to cook one's self, although it isn't recommended.) The atmophere is fine, though somewhat bland and stuffy, and the service during our visit was attentive and personal. We did get a bit more personal attention than expected, however, once the roaches began to arrive. The first, crawling up the back of the chair beside me, I swiftly smashed in a cocktail napkin, and tried to forget about. The following two, merrily scurrying about on the panel next to me, were enough for us to decide against dessert and pick our bags off the floor. By the time the fourth arrived, we were on our way out. I spared it from a swift death-by-napkin, so if you decide to visit -- watch out! It will probably have called in reinforcements. Because the manager of this establishment (who - amazingly - did not find it warranted to speak to us personally, but did take $25 off our check,) seems to have misplaced her Yellow Pages... Surely, just like in Manhattan, it lists EXTERMINATORS!