If you are going to the one on 280, order about 12 beers right when you get there and start drinking them so you won't be so mad when they bring you the wrong order, you also won't have to suffer having nothing to drink for 30 minutes at a time. I will never grace the doors of that chitbox again. The straw that broke the camels back was I wanted to go there for my birthday and we called to reserve a table and they said they don't take reservations. Ok, my wife and I show up about 5 minutes before anyone else and there is literally 10 other people eating in the whole damn place. I said, we need a table for 10. Hostess said, you will have to wait till they all get here to get a table. I said I could understand if it was Friday night and the place was packed but there is literally no one in here. I explained that we had 2 people over 80 years of age and one that was 75 and that it wasn't really in their best interest to have to sit in the lobby and then get up and go sit at the table when we could already have a table and they could walk straight in the door to it. I finally just went and made a table and they got over it. I have eaten at the fish market my whole life and the best I ever remember it is the original one in Birmingham, not where it is now but the smaller building right beside it.
