watch the clock.. i came in here on a saturday at 4:30 and was told that i couldn't order off the dinner menu, as it was before 5. i thought that i might be able to wait until dinner service began, but the waitress wasn't too crazy about that idea either. so i ordered some sort of tuna wrap. though i could have made the same thing for myself in under ten minutes, this arrived well after 5 o'clock. i must admit that it was pretty good, if not especially filling (i could almost think that my waitress friend was looking out for my health, if not for the pint of salad dressing that the wrap contained).
i get that winston's is primarily a nightclub, and that i came in at an awkward time of day, but ordering your "dinner" from a surly cocktail waitress is always a tiresome experience. if i'm forced to eat in the greenbrier desert of dining again, i'd probably choose winston's over any of the other local spots, but i'd just as soon stay away altogether.