Chili's Grill & Bar

Really great dinner on a Friday night. Allison was great, probably one of the best servers I’ve had in a long time. Food came out fast. No issues with the food at all good flavor quality good price Very chill dinner very casual restaurant was extremely busy so surprising how fast the food was prepared and how quickly we were able to be in and out

I think my server was Andrienne or Adrienne from St. Mary lol. She was a rock star. Love her energy so was the energy of the guy who served us drinks. Smokehouse combo was great especially the ribs.

I made an order for pickup last Saturday night. I ordered 2 Quarter Pounders. Instead I received 2 orders of burgers with a disgusting amount of guacamole and jalapeño peppers. We had to scrape the bread to be able to eat at least some of the beef. Extremely frustrating and disappointing.

⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ Princess was absolutely amazing! From the moment we sat down, she was warm, attentive, and made us feel so welcome. She knew the menu really well, gave great recommendations, and made sure everything came out perfectly. Our drinks were never empty, the food was spot on, and her energy honestly made the whole experience better. You can tell she genuinely cares about her tables. If you’re dining at Chili’s, ask for Princess — she’s the best! 💖🔥

I wasn’t feeling inspired to cook (read: the microwave and I are on a break), so I gave in to a craving for skillet queso. And honestly, that’s where the dream peaked. The queso did deliver… the rest? Not so much. Kevin was our waiter. He was decent—like if you ordered a five-star waiter on Wish. Not bad, just… present. Let’s talk food. The Big Mouth Bites? More like Big Mouth Regrets. I left most of them on the plate out of respect for my dental work—those things were one bite away from a dental deductible. Steak fajitas arrived well done. As in done dirty. That steak could’ve been used to patch a tire. Tried to salvage the evening with a frozen drink. Plot twist: the machine was broken. So I got a lukewarm cocktail with crushed ice floating on top like a sad iceberg. No Moscow mules