The specials are the thing here. Every night of the week it's something different. Wings and oysters are both decent. Burgers are nothing to write home about.
It's frequently pretty crowded, and something about the shape of the place makes it get quite loud very quickly. The high-top tables make me feel like I'm on stage, and I always have to shell out two extra smackers so the Musclebabies can give George Washington a purple beard and an eyepatch and affix him to the wall. No me gusta shelling out extra money, for any reason, so points off for that decor faux pas.
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