Thank goodness this city loves the Orioles; it must be the only thing keeping this place alive. The service is mediocre and the food doesn’t live up to bar food standards.
On a game day, I know quality wine will be in short supply. These guys have a beer list that goes further than Coors and Bud, thank goodness. I opted for the Oliver Brewing Co. Cherry Blossom Ale.
I wasn’t offered a glass, but hey, it’s classy to drink from the can. Plus, it’s pink. I like this beer; its my style – wheat and not sweet. I wish I could say it went well with the nachos.
Alas, these were terrible. They may be fresh fried corn tortillas. I felt a little misled by the menu describing them as handmade and layered. I supposed the layering was done by hand.
Pratt Street and I have different opinions of layering. This was one very large and very deep layer of chips and then a sparse layer of cheese, topped with a few jalapeños and a handful of coarse chopped red onions and tomatoes. Even from the first shot, there were more chips without cheese than with cheese.
I liked the wings better, probably because they are not breaded, but they are still average. We went with medium and there wasn’t much heat to them. Plus, why can’t a girl get some celery with her wings – 10 wings need more than three strips of celery.