Two points:
1.) The bars I hang around in and have drunk(?) in for the last forty years do not allow ten year olds to belly up for a cold one.
2.) All normal adults avoid places that label themselves as "Family Restaurants" like the plague. What sane person could enjoy a meal surrounded by ankle bitters and little Yawehs?
My mother was a waitress and didn't allow us to eat out with them until we were in our mid-teens.
After all, childhood is for children and adulthood is for adultery. Er, anyhow, treating us as if we were all ten year olds is not gonna work.