"Us folks in our 30s know that a beer and a sandwich can remedy everything from depressing Wednesdays to depressing Thursdays and even occasionally depressing Mondays. The housing market may not be in our favor, but at least we can go to Off Site and enjoy a cold lager we’ll inevitably describe as “drinkable” and the greatest fried chicken sandwich in Miami. There’s pretty much always an open seat here, it’s not too loud, and you pay in advance at the counter, so the second you get a sodium headache, you can just leave. Don’t worry about saying goodbye to anyone. The days of those social graces are over. " - ryan pfeffer