I'm not surprised.
ETA: And Jack Rose was so weird. The conversation, upstairs:
"food or drinks?"
"Oh. You've got to get food up here."
Me, looking at the dozen empty tables "Yes, but there's no one up here"
Waitress, "let me check"
Five minutes later, "that's okay. Here are some drink menus"
It's one page: "can I see the whiskey book?"
Her, "we don't serve that up here"
Me, smiling "but we wanted to drink whiskey and sit outside!"
"let me see what I can do"
She brings the book.
Downstairs, we sat in the "restaurant" area. Of course, we couldn't order anything from the bar menu or from the upstairs menu. So we ate our salad/other appetizer and then moved to the bar (which is, of course, right next to the restaurant), where you can order anything off of the bar menu or the restaurant menu, but not from upstairs. You need a degree to figure it all out, but after a few bourbons, who cares?!