"Sure, this purple- and yellow-painted corner spot is steeped in history dating back to 1975. But it’s also steeped in mediocrity. Essentially, you’re here to eat stadium-level stuff without any of the actual fun that accompanies a trip to T-Mobile Park. Burgers are dry and bland, and oily onion rings shed shards of batter like a molting snake. The only real saving grace is the fish and chips, which pleasantly hold their own on a menu full of yawns." - aimee rizzo, kayla sager riley