I do not recommend that anyone go to this establishment. Last year, a friend and I stopped in for a quick drink and a bite to eat on a Th night and there was hardly anyone in there. My tab was 13.25 including tip and the amt I signed for. Well, I noticed on my bank statement a week later that they had charged me 133.25. I called the bar and the bartender told me to come in on a Tuesday to see the manager so she could correct the bill. I waited until Tuesday to go and wouldn't you know the same bartender to screwed up my bill and told me to drop by on Tuesday called someone on a cell phone and then told me that whoops the manager just stepped out and I would need to come back. Well at this point I was furious, and had to go to my bank and get the charge disputed through them, filled out paperwork and my bank had to then call this place to get my money back.
Suffice it to say that I will never go back there, and I don't know why anyone would. I hope this place closes, if it isn't already. It does horrible horrible and shady business.
This should be three stars, but the extra one goes out to the staff at The Wedge, who were some of the friendliest, genuine bar employees I've met in a very long time.
Drinks are South-City Cheap (yay!) and they exhibit a nice selection of beer and liquor. Guinness is on tap so that makes me happy, too.
The atmosphere is nothing like the surrounding neighborhood; and I would describe it as "lazy punk rock"... It 's a good thing! I visited their second floor for a show and was stunned to see a very crisp, clean bar area, complete with a small stage, video projection system and this ginormous red Mad Hatter-like couch that I will steal if I can find a backpack large enough.
It's small and smoky so that might be an issue.
Downstairs is a little more open, with a few hi-def tv's and a Big Buck Hunter video game machine. Nice!
Apparently they're connected to (or own) a BBQ pit that offers a brisket and sweet potato fries... The carnivore in me wants to check it out again. Look out for an update!
Day two of our road trip to San Diego... stop 6.
After our dinner at the Iron Barley Eating Establishment 40 feet up the street, our host told us we were up for a treat: a three piece hillbilly band called The Rum Drum Ramblers at a local hole called The Wedge.
Now until I read other reviews of The Wedge, I figured it was just a divey live venue and wondered why it was called The Wedge... but now I know that it's a pizza shop first, a bar second, and then comes the live venue.
I can't speak for the pizza, or the bar downstairs as we entered along the side of the building and went up up up into the blue stairwell to the small venue that's atop all the wedginess downstairs.
We threw $5 per at the bouncer slash cash man at the top of the stairs, entered the tiny, smokey bar, and grabbed our first round of dollar beers (YUP! $1 beers on Wednesdays!). Taking a seat along the wall in comfy benches and big throw pillows, we had a perfect seat to catch the band in all its glory. The Rum Drum Ramblers were a stand up bass, a steel guitar, and a harmonica slash drum slash mandolin. The mix of bluegrass, delta blues, and a hint of gospel was awesome. And behind the band played black and white projection of The Little Rascals.
As promised, this was a treat for sure.
Now, I give the Wedge four starts. One of the stars is for the talented booking that the place exhibited. It's easy to open a venue and let the bands solicit you... and become in essence a free place for them to practice... but The Wedge seems to get the right talent, the right nights of the week, and have made a good business out of it.
As for the basic stuff, the bathrooms were charming and clean, especially for a dive venue. The service was quick and friendly, and the sound was good. You get a lot of highs when you throw a few Mackies up and nothing else, but it suits the spot just fine. Anything more and you'd leave as if you were in the mosh pit of a Pantera show.
Tip: before The Wedge, please stop in at the Iron Barley Eating Establishment up the street, PLEASE do yourself that favor.
You know what's disconcerting? Walking into a bar in the early afternoon and finding it full of people. I know I should expect it...that's what bars are for. But it still takes me aback. So when I walked into the Wedge to satisfy my calzone craving, I was startled by how many dudes were there, drinking beer and doing shots. Maybe that's what I should do on my day off.
The Wedge is a bar/music venue first and pizza place second. I placed a calzone order to go because I really don't dig cigarette smoke. The bartenders, Brandy and Anna, were incredibly nice and know their customers. I was introduced to most of the fellas around the bar. I like that. I'm not a very social person, but I like that the ladies made an effort to draw me in. The only thing that freaked me out was a young guy coming in as I was leaving. He had an infant in a carrier. Look, young hipsters...DO NOT BRING YOUR INFANT INTO A SMOKE-FILLED BAR!
Asshole.
Anyway...I ordered the cheese calzone, which was really good. Caramelized onion, whole cloves of roasted garlic, and smoky fontina and mozzarella. Mmmm. The  tasty crust could have browned a bit more, but on the whole, this was some good stuff. I'll order the pizza next time...to go.
I guess Wedge started Deliveries recently.
They put a flyer on our door, so we gave it a shot.
I see good reviews for eating in, but my experience was not good.
First, calling to order, it sounded like I was talking to a guy who was standing in a Mosh Pit as a NIN concert.
It was so loud, I asked him if he could go to the bathroom to take my order.
We got a Cheese pizza, as its all my wife likes. Â The crust was great, but the cheese was well, there was not enough to really judge.
The Meatballs were disgusting, no spice at all. Â It tasted like a plain ball of hamburger, dry and flavorless.
The saving grace of it, was their Chicken Wings.
I am a Wing man, and I put their wings at a 4/5, great sauce, cooked to a awesome crispy exterior.
I will visit the Wedge, as it sounds like my kind of hang.
I just dont think they are ready to be a delivery.
Overall:
3/5 on Food
2/5 on Phone Service
I'll give it another shot.
Went to the Wedge the other night w/ 3 other people. Â The place is located on Bates right near 55. Â
This is what I'd call a neighborhood pizza bar with "urban punk" decor. Â There are lots of cool black and white old punk photos all over framed in gilded frames. Â The paint is very cool and everything is all nice and new.
We got settled into a booth and were waited on right away by a young energetic guy. Â Everyone there seemed very happy and friendly.
We ordered Sausage stuffed mushrooms to start...very yummy!!
We then got a 19" pizza called the "Tasty, Tasty Murder Pizza" ...all meat.
They make the crust themselves and it's thin, but not that cracker thin (which isn't really pizza imo) but a puffy thin. Â I really love pizza and this one hit the spot!
The crowd was young, tattooed, and very friendly. Â They had some rock playing on the stereo and later when a table of 4 senior citizens came in to eat they calmly went over and changed the music to a softer style.
The place did remind us a little of The Atomic Cowboy only smaller.
Not sure if the above review is current ...but they do take cards and cash.
There is no pool table that I saw, and I think they reviewed another bar altogether. Â
We'll definitely be back.
We wound up here pretty much on accident. Â A friend was getting married over at The Lodge at Grant's Trail (review forthcoming!) but the wedding and the reception were two hours apart. Â Clearly, we needed some alcohol.
The Wedge was the closest thing our GPS found, so away we went. Â We thought it was closed, but one of the bartenders came running up as we were turning to leave - they'd been at a fundraiser for a local kid. Â We went in and sat down and boy, this is a straight up old school neighborhood bar. Â Big DALE JUNIOR car hoods on the walls, all sorts of Bud merch. Â There's a pool table and one of those internet jukeboxes, as well as a big-screen TV for catching THE GAME. Â This is where your dad stopped for a beer on his way home from his shift at the factory.
If you go here, there are a few caveats: First - cash only. Â Second - A/B only. Â Third - there was a SERIOUS fruit fly/gnat problem in the restroom. Â That being said, to kill two hours on a saturday afternoon, you could probably do a lot worse. Â You could probably do a lot BETTER, but that's neither here nor there. Â Three stars for an honest to god neighborhood bar.