If you're coming on a Wednesday night, we're going to Bracco. There's no way around it. It's "Ladies' Night." Apparently, Ladies' Night in Sioux Falls translates to "Creepy Old Men Night." It's fascinating. Are there females? Yes. But. There are an equal number of old dudes who think they're the next Hugh Hefner (for the record, my spell check recognizes "Hefner"). The old creepers and ladies make up about half of the population. The rest? Random dudes.
This guy will be there. Guarantee it.
Why do they come? For the sweet drink specials? Ohhhhh, wait. No (they have started a late night happy hour, but this is more recent. The dudes were coming faaaaaar before this. Can't use that as a reason, should anyone try). To pick up some chick who is wasted off of a cheap drink in a pineapple? Okay. Here's the deal. If you try try to give these dudes a hard time for coming to BRACCO to pick up chicks (to put it in Fargo terms, we'll compare this to Doolittles. Oddest place ever to creep on chicks, right?), they'll tell you that they have a girlfriend/wife/whatever. Sooooo.. Huh. The entire thing is astonishing.
Besides the crazy show you'll get to witness, they have the best coconut shrimp I've ever had. BUT. I would feel bad if I didn't warn you. There's a 91% chance you'll have HORRIBLE service. If you order anything that isn't fried, there's a 25% chance you'll send it back because the cooks messed it up THAT BAD. Things went down hill pretty quickly about 2 years ago, and they haven't recovered. Luckily for them, girls still like cheap drinks, and dudes still like to be creepy.
