Here's a review from "zomato":
"Moooooo..... As the enormous livestock waddled and stampeded their way towards the gates, they quickly ran into and bounced off one another. Collective "mooooo's" were heard as they snorted and stomped into the early afternoon light, confused as to why the gates were not open for them to begin their afternoon feeding. Several of the bulls begin to interlock horns with each other as a series of quick fights breaks out due to the primal need of feeding overwhelming their patience. Finally, a series of clicks announces the unlocking of the gates as all of the livestock quickly stop what they're doing and look forward. A gentleman in a dark blue collared shirt flings open the doors and bellows to the crowd "Howdy y'all, come on in to the Sirloin Stockade!"
The Sirloin Stockade, simply put, is a feedlot for humans. Flavorless, deep fried, over-processed and salt-packed food abounds within its hallowed doors, but the crowds just keep on coming. Granted, buffets are usually always like this and it should come as no surprise to anyone who's visited there. But the Sirloin Stockade didn't have a single redeemable item in its selection that made me say "man, I'm glad I ate that!" And if you're wondering why a person like me, who only has ill to say about this place, went here in the first place then here's my answer: it's because after a fun trip to the ice rink with my Battalion, the herd mentality took over and the group said they wanted to eat here over every single one of the cities finer offerings. And just like that, I couldn't find a single thing to say to make me escape the vortex of majority opinion that sucked me into going to this place except for "moooo..." "