My desire to waste time today is so strong that I am now writing a review of a place I haven't been to in 4 years and that none of you will ever visit. Sentimental value. It'll trap you. When attending college in the middle of nowhere, you can usually entertain with any number of keg parties (let's not kid ourselves, that's basically what they were, even though they all had a very well thought out theme.) where you would pay 3 dollars for as much PBR, Red Dog, Natty Light/Ice your body could stand. If it was a classy party, you could imbibe in any number of bottom of the barrel liquors.
Naturally, there came a time when none of this quite satisfied a young person's quest for adventure. And when the time came, you could either be a stereotype and go to the Denny's OR you could be Awesome and go to Steak & Shake. I spent many a night here eating delisious cheeseburgers (I usually went for the "Frisco" burger on sourdough with the special "Frisco" sauce - a strange sign of things to come) and sipping on enormous chocolate milkshakes along with fellow Obies. We always stuck out like sore thumbs, our dark clothing & overwhelming air of elitism (it comes along with the 30K a year tuition). The cheeseburgers were actually pretty good, in the fast food sense but the fries were WEAK. Don't bother. Should any of you Californians find yourself in rural Lorain County, that is.