Sandbar & Grill

3 Reviews on “Sandbar & Grill”

• Chuck Bradley

  Stopped in on Thanksgiving afternoon…. For an IPA for me and a Bud Light for SWMBO. (I know, but what can I do. I love the woman despite her faults.)The place was hoppin’ and they were serving Turkey Dinners that looked a heck of a lot better than what we had later at our hotel. (Probably for twice the money!) Apart from having to duck a fellow’s pool cue butt and a couple of errant airborne cue balls where I was sitting, it was a pleasant interlude.

  February 24, 2013, 1:26 am

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• Robyn Loxley

  Twelve Step Program Needed Here. The Sandbar and Grill was a last minute choice in the sleepy seaside town of Newport. It was about eight o’clock on a Saturday night and my husband and I, in an act of hunger and desperation, chose the Sandbar for a late dinner. I should have gone with my first instinct to turn on my heel and walk out when I realized the reason the place was so busy was due to the fact that football was on in the downstairs bar. After the the labyrinthine route to the upstairs dining area, we sat for approximately 10 minutes before receiving any service let alone a menu. The time alone did provide us ample ability to take in the grill’s ambiance (read: Christmas lights intermingled with cobwebs, taxidermy fish, stained carpet and gallon zip lock bags full of water hung from the door and window frames.) The buzz from the neon beer signs was almost enough to distract from the buzz of an over friendly fly, I believe this is what the bags of water are for? Our waitress was nice enough but it was apparent she wanted to go home (or at least back down stairs) as much as we did. To keep things simple we ordered the filet for him and prime rib for myself which was touted as the evenings special. Soup and salad came with our meal, so we waited patiently for round one. It never came.Once our entrees showed up we inquired to the whereabouts of the S&S, which the waitress stated comes with the meal, yet here was the meal and no sides…. Mister Fly was excited to see his dinner had arrived, and sadly at this point was more attentive than the waitstaff.The meal:Chowder:bowl of lumpy, salty, tired non-descript cream base. When prodded with a spoon it was obvious that it had either been defrosted, frozen then reheated again or left to coagulate all night.Salad: may have been the best part though this is not difficult when dumped from a bag onto a chilled plate.Baked potatoes:had been baked much earlier that day and tasted musty and were yellow gray on the inside. My husband got my horseradish instead of sour cream which may have been an improvement to the flavor of the potato.Vegetables: nothing fresh here, the standard veggie medley you would find and avoid at any senior citizen care home.Prime Rib: fat, fat, fat! I had ordered medium rare and was given something that made me concerned for my health if eaten. The amount of edible cut was lost among the fat, gristle, and veiny pieces.Filet Mignon:Wrapped in a limp piece of under-cooked bacon and smothered with slippery mushrooms and out of the jar diced garlic this steak was in need of a disguise. After a quick deconstruction the meat was again a cheap cut passed off as something else.Having only ordered water and no desert (we couldn’t take anymore and after the wait it was well past our bedtime,) we expected the bill to be relatively cheap. Wrong again, forty bucks!So to sum up the experience and provide a helpful piece of advice for any future Newport diners ( I wish I had this before our grill experience,) take the twelve steps past the Sandbar and find yourself at a delightful little place named the chowder bowl, glowing review to follow……

  December 4, 2012, 11:00 pm

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• Peb214

  Run for the hills!. The worse meal we had on the whole coast. Don’t lie about what you serve – you don’ t serve fresh fries, the fish is frozen and the chowder is more potatoes than crab!

  December 5, 2011, 4:26 am

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