Go for the beer, which is truly inspired, and the atmosphere, which feels more like a cool place in Seattle or Vancouver than Cincinnati, but eat somewhere else. I've been here twice and both times the food was terribly disappointing. I love spicy Indian and Thai, but the amount of peppers used by their cook literally made me run to the bathroom, thinking I was going to throw up after the first bite of shrimp. The calamari was smothered in a thick remoulade sauce that was pretty disappointing and their flatbread pizza was just okay. The only thing that wasn't bad was their pretzels, a large portion and as good as the Hoffbrau House.
For atmosphere and beer, it puts the Hoffbrau House to shame, but as for the food, it's as if some frathouse cook has taken over the kitchen and is trying to punk all the diners by overly spicing all the dishes as a joke.
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