T.G.I. Friday's transforms the six worst days of the week into the only day of the week that is acceptable to most Americans. Friday's is equipped to fill your life with Jack Daniel's sauce and endless salad and breadsticks. The multipronged menu contains prongs for burgers, sandwiches, salads and soups, seafood, pastas, chicken, and more so that any craving-flame can be put out.
The grill-masters at Legends sling up signature hot dogs, burgers, and traditional American fare to athletics aficionados in a casual sports-bar atmosphere. The menu showcases variations on a ballpark standard, such as the lucky dog, a half-pound of black Angus beef ($6.99), and the all-beef kosher t-o big dawg ($2.49), which fetches french fries on command. Pile puppies high with additional toppings of sauerkraut, chili, cheese, or jalapenos (75 cents each), or forego cylindrical meats in favor of the rodeo burger, a juicy patty anointed with a sizzling crown of bacon, cheddar, and onion straws ($7.99). Baskets of wings arrive swirled in chipotle lime, spicy barbecue, or one of 13 other sauces zestier than a quick-tempered umpire ($7 for 10 wings).
Babe's Sports Grille offers a rollicking combination of sports-bar charm and nightlife options, with live music on the weekends, a breezy outdoor patio, and hearty eats. Eyes hustle across the menu and into the defensive line of hefty appetizers, including sautéed Cajun shrimp salad ($8) and Babe's famous wings, accompanied by one of seven sauce options such as garlic-parmesan or barbecue ($7.50 for a dozen). Guests can sink baying canine teeth into a 14-ounce strip steak, served with garlic bread ($14), or pop breaded shrimp, fries, and coleslaw into gaping maws ($8). Specialty pizzas harbor time-tested culinary combinations such as the barbecue chicken ($10) and the four-meat Italian Feast ($14), and Babe’s make-your-own pies ($9+) challenge patrons to elect their own toppings, like bite-sized state senators. Fridays and Saturdays showcase the stylings of DJs and die-hard dancers, proving that, when performed correctly, modern dance can be considered a sport.
With a diverse clientele, hearty pub eats, and a broad selection of spirits and beers, "Scoundrels always feels alive," according to Patrick Mayock of Metromix Cleveland. While bartenders keep the libations flowing, cooks smoke slabs of ribs in-house, grill half-pound burgers, and bake pizzas in a brick oven. And nearly 20 sandwiches crowd the menu. Outside, the umbrella-covered patio makes for serene dining on a warm summer’s eve. But patrons can get rowdy inside by dancing to the beats of live bands, taking the stage themselves to sing classic karaoke songs, or acting like a bull in a straitjacket.
Across nearly three-fourths of the United States, AMF Bowling Centers reverberate year-round as families, friends, and competitors send bowling balls in search of upright pins careening down slick lanes. The company first established itself as an industry leader in 1946, the same year the sport introduced automated pinspotters, which allowed the teens who had previously been hand-setting the pins to focus on perfecting their jazz hands for upcoming street rumbles.
Today, more than 20 million bowlers annually make AMF their battleground for wars against pins. They attempt to knock them down during leagues, club play, and events such as birthday parties and fundraisers.
Between frames, AMF keeps players energized at onsite food zones stocked with wings, pizzas, burgers, and beer.
An old-fashioned pair of comedy and tragedy masks greet drivers pulling up to the marquee of Aut-O-Rama Drive-In. The vintage aesthetic is fitting for an establishment that’s been in business since 1965 and is now in its third generation of being operated by the Sherman family. Although the cinematic lot prides itself on being the first in the area to offer AM-radio sound, today, Dolby FM stereo bathes cars in field-filling acoustics as audiences take in a library of contemporary flicks. From the start of April to the end of September, first-run and well-worn films alike await vehicular cinephiles, who can munch on burgers, subs, and pizza, along with desserts such as ice cream and funnel cake. A food permit grants guests the privilege of toting their own snacks or gnawing on their own steering wheels.