Places: The Sidetrack Bar & Grill

Three words: Deep fried pickles. Seriously. You must order them. I don't guarantee that you'll like 'em, but you'll always be able to claim, "I've eaten a deep fried pickle." Okay, that's not really the reason you go to Sidetracks. Yeah, the super crazy cheap happy hour just begs for you to exploit some top shelf drinks and the menu elevates the term "bar food" to something respectable (their burgers are renown), but the real draw is the crowd. It's a boisterous, friendly, fire marshall's nightmare of a scene. Make a friend, order that drink you've always wanted to try, eat a pickle.The waitstaff is in no hurry so you'll be there a while.