For newcomers who don't know better, Raffy's seems to promise culinary disappointment. First, you notice the smell of stale smoke in the air. Then you see televisions everywhere, even embedded in the floor.
Fun seems more important than food at this enormous bar and restaurant, and your waitress doesn't convince you otherwise. She recites the drink specials, even though it's barely noon, and belatedly remembers you wanted "some kind of fruit" in your club soda (a lime wedge), then still fails to bring it.