This place is your typical bar, with a dance floor that's the size of a bathroom and a "dj" who is 18 and only plays dance music from the early 90's with some bad Boston thrown in the mix. I only landed here b/c I was designated driver over the weekend and couldn't wait to get out of here fast enough. Skip this bar, it blows.
Review Source:Simply put... I had heard OF this place before, but hadn't heard anything ABOUT it. However, Jessica H. and I figured out where it was by accident. We took a wrong turn this morning after dropping off her car for service in New Albany... and she figured "what the heck" this evening, after we picked up the car. So... well, there's the backstory.
Anyway, this is a nice little place... didn't see any fights chronicled in previous reviews... I doubt those happen during happy hour anyway.
It's a late happy-hour crowd. It's very laid-back... a bit more country playing on the jukebox than I'd like. The decor... well, the "Bud... weis... er..." frogs still adorn one wall, so I have a feeling distributors don't target this place much to give away swag and branded mirrors. Which is fine, because I don't think they're targeting barely legal drinkers here, anyway.
However, I have a feeling being here for a football game on TV would be promising. Helmets for each Big Ten school (well, except Nebraska) adorn the shelves behind the bar. So, perhaps a second visit in September...?
Overall, the happy hour's pretty good... $1.50 domestic bottles, $2 domestic drafts. Got a $7 pitcher of Amber Bock... good for two pints apiece... not bad. The staff is friendly, too.