Plain orange walls and a bare concrete floor with the kind of tables and chairs one might find in an upscale crackhouse. Zero dollars or desire went into making this space the least bit classy. The Buffalo wings were as small as they get. The kind of cheap,meatless trash supermarkets sell frozen for next to nothing. The fried oysters were just big globs of flavorless breading. The Bottom Burner burger was edible but nowhere near as good as a Five Guys burger. Chef Batali should be ashamed to have his name on this. At least my server wasnt some braindead slacker. Dont come here. Ever.