This place was probably jumpin' back in the day. It really is a shell of it 's former self. And with street construction taking place around the neighborhood, you will probably spend more time driving around trying to get to this ghetto part of town than actually eating in this restaurant. And when the 'parking lot attendant' attempts to charge you to park in the run down parking lot, immediately do a U turn and park next door.
I ordered a pint of the Great Lakes Brewing Company and a basket of rings. After 25 minutes, I inquired as to the status of my order as folks all around me were sitting down, ordering food and getting their grub immediately. I guess she forgot my order and within ten minutes, my chow showed up.
Great onion rings, loved the local brew. This place is a dump. just the kind I like. When I don't get charged for parking and don't have excessive waits for service.
Perhaps the most entertaining aspect of my visit was keeping track of the yellow-jacket stings the servers endured while I sat at the bar. Seriously. These chicks had bites all over their legs and arms. Yellow-jackets EVERYWHERE. I counted no less than a dozen stings among the ladies.
As I left, I saw McCartys, a local Irish pub and immediately wished I went there instead.