When I said I wanted to get some sausage and couple of beers, I didn't expect to end up here. Yes, the male to female ratio is a bit out-of-control, but this is not what I meant by a "sausage house." Oh well.
The Saucer is tough not to like...unless you hate beer and short skirts. What I find most amusing about the Saucer...is the opportunity it presents to its patrons. You can earn your own plaque on the wall for drinking copious amounts of beer...showing how big of an alcoholic you are. This is sort of like a Yelper checking in to the liquor store every time they visit. Hey everybody...look at how much I drink...lol!
So maybe I have a plaque...whatever..."Don't judge me Earl!" Old "They Call Me Earl" quote free of charge.
The food at the saucer is...wait...they have food here? Yea, that's what I came for...the food...wink.
Try: Anything Corsendonk
Avoid: Bringing the battle axe