Oliver Twist Tapas Restaurant and Martini Lounge Review

Oliver Twist and I seem to have a love/hate relationship. I love the atmosphere, live music, drinks and ambiance. Whether you’re with a large party, or just stopping in for a drink, Oliver Twist is a great place to relax and forget about your hard day. Hey, who doesn’t love a huge, accessible parking lot right outside of an awesome bar and lounge? If you live in the downtown area, you know exactly what I mean. However, because of its popularity, Oliver Twist is usually packed nightly, and reservations are in your best interest, or you might just end up standing around staring laser beams into the back of someone’s head willing them to move with what you hope are dormant Vulcan powers.

Now the food at Oliver Twist seems to be on the hate side of this relationship coin. On one occasion I received bloody, rare mini burgers. Mind you, I asked for well done. Excuse me while I shake off that uncomfortable memory. Okay. Another occasion included a hair in my crème brulée which wasn’t realized until tasting. Yep, exactly. Gross. While the servers are typically pleasant and accommodating, I have found the management to not be as courteous. In this particular instance, I was treated as if the hair was my own or was just a figment of my imagination like Xanadu, and I didn’t deserve any compensation. The way I heard it, the customer is always right, and right then, I was furious. Interestingly enough, I’ve seen other reviews feeling a similar way about management for various reasons. I have been back to Oliver Twist since that incident to see a performance, but I mainly just stick to the martinis and bypass the food.