Wednesday, Matt, Ryan, and I ventured a block from our office to lunch at Mister Day's Sports Rock Cafe. It was late when we went, so the place was practically empty.
Mister Day's has the typical "pubby" sports bar decor with lots of sports memorabilia on the walls, but not as many television screens as I'd expected. We had a fun and good waitress who kept our drinks filled without us having to ask.
Ryan got the pulled pork sandwich and made the waitress substitute onion rings for the seasoned French fries, since he was afraid the fries might have been spicy (they weren't). Ryan can be such a puss when it comes to picant food. Matt and I both ended up ordering their Black Russian sandwich, essentially a reuban. He was led astray by Ryan and also got onion rings, but I ate the standard fries and thought they were good. All of the sandwiches came with tiny cups of cole slaw.
Mister Day's is a place I wouldn't mind visiting again, though it would have to be during off hours once again, since after five, the place is packed with loud, "fraternity boy" types having their Happy Hour. The food was decent for a sports bar and the service friendly and attentive.
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