Trumps Bar & Grill

It's a bar in what was certainly a drab suburban office like the ones bordering it. Still looks that way on the outside, but an alright bar on the inside. Went with a couple of friends and one of them brought some coworkers along. It was pretty much just us and one of my friends put in an order for a basket of fries, which resulted in the cook walking into the kitchen exclaiming, "Fuck!!! Fuck!!! Fuck!!! Fuck!!!" Definitely a highlight of the night. Against my better judgment I tried a couple after drinking a few beers while playing pool. My friend polished off the rest and it turns out he somehow didn't hear the yelling in the kitchen as a direct result of placing his order. Whoops, I would have told him beforehand if I knew. Oh well, he's still alive. While I also had no negative effects afterward, I'm all but certain something was done to those fries. Trumps is basically another awkward, strip mall bar. Anyway, if you're in the area, what the hell: anything out here is probably better than most bars on Park St or across from OSU, but there are more worthy watering holes in these parts too.