First off, the place was packed, and kudos to the servers and bartenders that kept the beer flowing. Having the Budweiser collectable glasses were a nice touch, along with the VIP passes (see picture). They kind of made you feel special. Then it went downhill from there. I swear that the "kids" at the party had never seen beer before, and most acted like idiots. It didn't make for a good day at the bar. At the end of the first quarter, a guy at our table was so smashed, he ended up spilling a large draft over a couple of buddies that were with me. Besides the jokes about getting the nice gals to suck the beer out of their pants, I am sure that sitting around in someone elses backwashed beer was not their first choice. OK, things happen, so we can let that slide.
Let's get to the biggest disappointment of the night - the "buffet". Turns out that in order to save a few bucks, the bar thought it would be best to serve these things, that looked like "boxed lunches". It may not have been too bad to eat after a few beers and during halftime, but it was almost as if the meals were prepared a few days in advance, and kept warm until the big day. Super Sunday? Try Super Soaked...I am pretty sure that any moisture that was in the food when they packaged the meals, was sucked right out and stayed in the cardboard, which felt like a slightly warm and soggy tortilla. I never got a chance to eat the box, but I am sure it would have ranked up there, compared to the bland hotdog, a few onion rings, and 3 chicken wing pieces. I can't sell them all the way short, because they had chili available also, but I have to ask...who makes chili with canned baked beans?? Not the recipe I have.
We couldn't take it anymore, so we finished up our beers and headed out before the 4th quarter, disappointed in the bar/restaurant's effort to make it a memorable experience. From then on, after that, we have decided to do our own thing, and have the spread at my place, with food that is fit for the occasion. They had a chance to do it up well, but they couldn't handle it. That will be the last time we head there for a sports "party", so to speak.
If you don't want to be disappointed, stay away...the food of yore from that building is long gone, and the substitute merely caters to the tastebuds of drunk students. Sorry Tailgates, you need to do more to get me there next time.
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