Night Owl

This small college bar has a fun atmosphere and friendly employees. The food here is very underrated because they obviously don’t specialize in food, but you should definitely order some wings there when you go. They are above average wings and they usually have a few good flavors such as BBQ, garlic parm (awesome), and hot. Go for Friday’s happy hour and you can get 50 cent wings.
Their drink specials are good during happy hour because you can get a great 2−4−1 drink with an awesome pour. They definitely make their drinks stronger because it is a college bar. If you’re there, look for Jeremy — he’s a great bartender. Always try to find him when it’s crowded because he will get your drink the fastest.
Karaōke on Monday nights is a blast if you’re blackout drunk. Just try to talk to the karaōke guy as little as you can or he will learn your name and call you to sing even when it’s not your turn.
Overall, great college bar. Hopefully it stays around for after I graduate. Cheers.

While I feel like a complete jerk for giving two stars to a place that gave me free alcohol, it has to be done. I completely understand that they don’t want smoking inside, and that’s cool with me. BUT WHAT THE HELL, LET ME BRING MY DRINK OUTSIDE WHEN I GO SMOKE!!! I’m standing 10 feet from the door, how much mischief can I possibly get in to, Mr. Bouncer-​Man? Leaving my drink with a stranger, even if he has a fancy ol’ employee uniform, doesn’t leave me feeling warm and tingly (that’s not until later, when the roofies kick in).
But seriously —no roofies were slipped, and if they were, I enjoyed them thoroughly. The service was quick, but they seemed overstaffed. The crowd here on a Thursday consisted of ladies (like myself) who just wanted free booze, guidos who came for the ladies who wanted free booze with hopes that they’d get so drunk that they’d like guidos, ladies who enjoy free booze and also like guidos when sober-​ish, and some confused looking people who didn’t know what sort of house music pit of doom they’d stumbled in to.
I wouldn’t be opposed to coming back here for another Ladies Night, armed with a pair of earplugs and the knowledge that I need to chug my vodka before stumbling out to Cigarette Land. Free alcohol truly warms my heart and lowers my standards.