Second Base Bar & Grill

Walked in the front door and was hit with a hideous smell of vomit mixed with diarrhea. Didn't even order a drink, the smell was to much.

Happened to be in town & found this place on Yelp. I saw this place on Bar Rescue & decided to check it out. Didn't notice any foul smell like others complained of. It was 6:30 & completely dead. The bartender was very friendly & personable. The draft beer wasn't very cold. I didn't try the food, so this isn't a complete review. Not bad overall.

Where do I start? This place is wrong on so many levels. First off, I'm not a woman that gets offended by women that are scantily clad and serve up food. Get that money, girl. This place takes it to a whole other level.

Some of us at work are  Bar Rescue fans and after watching this episode we realized it's right down the street from where we work. One of my coworkers decided Happy Hour was in order. Ya know, to check things out for Jon Taffer.

The parking lot was so sketch. I felt like I needed a blade on me just to get from my car to the entrance.  I sat down and I was immediately greeted by a server and I let her know I was waiting on other people but I wanted to go ahead and order. I asked her what beers they had on draft and the server told me, "those over the there". Ok. Sure. Uhhh I guess just bring me a Pacifico? Then I asked her some specific information about one of the dishes, specifically the open faced corn dog with chili and cheese on top and she didn't know about it. I lost interest and ordered cheese fries and chicken.

My friend showed up and ordered a margarita, which she said was pretty much tequila and lime juice (lookie here, Jon, clearly over-pouring). I was a little upset because the server gave her the Extremes menu which had pizza, cheese sticks, chicken fingers, and all the other deep fried Happy Hour goodies you're not supposed to have.

The cheese fries arrived and they were delicious! I mean, it's literally crinkle cut fries smothered in nacho cheese, but DAMN! The chicken wasn't great. They were big drumsticks that made me feel like I was in Game of Thrones.

Where I was done was when I looked over and saw that the bartender had adjusted her shorts to make them a thong. Yes, she was serving up food and drinks with her shorts shoved up her booty so her bare ass was out. HER BARE ASS WAS OUT!

No, I'm good.