This has to have been the WORST dining experience I have ever had the misfortune to encounter. My wife and I stumbled upon this hole of crap while on our way to visit some friends in Washington (we're from California). We were tired, hungry, and needed some good food and relaxation.
Unfortunately, we walked into this place instead.
The place was run by a newly-married twentysomething couple, who seemed to get a kick out of arguing - loudly - in front of the customers. Of which there were five. After ordering our seafood dinners from a young woman suffering from open sores on both forearms, we saw the kitchen door open and were amazed to discover that the restaurant's refrigeration system consisted of 3 Igloo coolers.
You know, the ones you take to the beach.
These were being used to keep fish, milk, and anything else you find in a restaurant that has to be kept cold or frozen.
The place had flies. Everywhere.
The "waitress" tried very hard to get the only other people in the restaurant (a married couple with toddler) to order something other than what they wanted.
The "waitress's" husband had exactly three teeth. Great if you need a bottle opener, but not the best host.
The flies hated our food more than we did.
"Why didn't you get the hell outta there?" you ask? My only answer is is "i don't know." I guess we saw it as a challenge. If you can survive the Wheelhouse Restaurant, you can handle anything NBC's "Fear Factor" has to throw at you.