Tuscany Liquor

just another average spot…

If I could give this place a ZERO I would !! Whoever is behind the counter is always rude, one day I went in and the freaking guy was sleeping behind the counter if I was a thief I could have robbed him blind !! I couldn’t believe it .it took about 10 minutes for him to wake up I was throwing gum and candy at him and still would not wake up !! Finally he wakes up from his nap and acts like nothing is wrong. .crazy! Please dont spend your hard earned money at such a crappy establishment!

Location convenient to Tuscany Hills, with a good selection of craft brews and fair selection of wines, along with decent prices. Good stuff. The problem in this place is with the staff, they are on the phone 95% of the time! They will continue with phone conversation, sometimes on speaker, sometimes with headset, all through the transaction. Just overall very rude people running this place. I go in due to the convenient location, only to be amazed at how consistently and naturally rude they are in their handling of customers. My wife will drive extra distance to avoid the place.

Not a very good microbrew selection. Can’t speak for their wines. Half the store is dedicated to soft drinks and junk food. Not so much a liquor store as a 7 – 11 without gasoline.

Only place in Elsinore I’ve seen that houses GOOD craft brews from the likes of Pizza Port and Stone. They’ve also got a huge collection of hard liquor and various specialty sodas and such. The prices are typical of a liquor store and are actually posted on the beers themselves. The owner, I presume because he is always working, is a weird dude without an ounce of social skills but it doesn’t seem personal from what I can tell. He gives you your booze and you give him money no shitty chit chat in-​between.

So I’m on the way to visit the in-​laws when my kids ask if we can stop to get a drink. My 7yr old daughter then busts out into song (imagine hearing Queen’s «We Will Rock You» chant),
«We.Are…We…Are…Thisty!» stomp, stomp, clap… stomp, stomp, clap
What!!! She must be watching too much sports with me.
Anyway, we come to a corner with a bunch of fast food joints and an everyday liquor store, just before hitting the freeway. I decided it’d be just cheaper to pick up a 2 liter from the store and fill up their travel cups (and mine) for the ride ahead.
Now I don’t like to bring my kids into these places because there’s a good chance they can knock something over. They may even stumble across the porn mags on the rack and frankly, I don’t want to spend my drive explaining the birds and the bees. But it’s either bring ‘em in for a couple minutes or leave them in the car… You know I’m bringing them in!
So I proceeded as planned. With no hesitation, we headed straight for the fridge, grabbed a 2liter of soda and got behind a guy waiting to pay at the register. The cashier dude came out of nowhere and greeted the guy in front of me with a smile as he paid for his candy bar. I’m thinking, «hey, this guy seems chill.» It came to my turn and I said, «hows it going?» The dudes smile turned into a frown for some reason. Then he was looking at the ceiling and started spitting words out in some language as I paid the total (seriously!). I don’t know who he was talking to because there was no one else I could see in the store. My kids got all scared and huddled behind my legs. I got my change and hurried the heck outta there.
WTF was that all about?!? I was thinking he was like mad for bringing my kids in but he wasn’t even looking or talking directly to me. Whatever it was, I’m not comin’ back to that exorcist talkin crap. The dudes head might spin around next time.
If I ever have to stop again for the same reason, I’ll just keep driving until I find a gas station with a mini mart or 7 – 11. Lesson learned.
No way you gonna pull me back into this place again.