4th Street is a bar which seems to be having an identity crisis. here's what it has:
- upscale yuppie bar look
- lounge-style lighting
- pool tables
- sit-down dinner area
- bowling alley lanes
while it did have an extensive drink and food menu going for it, the wait time on a Friday night (when it was BARELY packed) for our drinks was uncalled for.
seriously, I could've gotten my fat ass over to the bar, poured myself a beer, finished it, and poured/finished at least two more before our serving wench got me my second drink.
perhaps it was the heat causing the malaise.