There are about a trillion (ok, maybe about 5 or so) Rum Runners around town and until just a few weeks ago I'd never set food in any one of them. And really, I wasn't missing much.
It's your typical strip mall bar. Dark, smokey, TVs showing all different manner of sportscasts. And, hey, sometimes that's what you want. Sometimes that's the environment you need. Usually you've just been dumped or your dog's just died, but that's beside the point. Awesometastic bonus points: shuffleboard is available (although we couldn't figure out how in the world it was supposed to work and no one wanted to ask the barkeep), there's also shuffleboard bowling which, although ridiculously easy, is worth the 50 cents or whatever, and the cheap-o burgers you can get at the bar. You fill out a card to build your own burger, give it to a waitress, and sooner than you think you'll have a fresh burger in front of your face for all of $2.25. Hooray!
It took quite some time to get a bartender's attention a few times, although we were drinking some pretty spendy drinks (especially for them, I'm sure.). Sooner rather than later, we ended up getting a 12 pack and going home. We had a better time there.