The dudes bother ordered burgers, and my sister ordered the Pesto Grilled Cheese, which I may or may not have forced her into just so I could have a bite. The pickles had a liquid-based batter on them that had quite a kick to it. They were served with a creamy wasabi dip, which I originally thought was the source of the heat. But, even when I backed off of the dip, they still bit back. They were definitely good, but we could have used a more attentive server to keep the water coming.
More than likely, it's the latter, which led me to bartering further with her - a fried pickle for an onion ring. That reminds me - restaurants who are crumb-battering your onion rings: What the hell is your problem? No one likes that shit. Beer batter'em or GTFO. Anyway, Ye Olde fry cook is smart enough not to pull that crumb mess with us, and they were delicious.
I don't have a lot to base this on since I didn't have a full meal, but I did get to sample a good bit of everyone elses. Service was so-so, food was cheap and tasty, and full glasses of wine were $4.
4 out of 5 sporks!