PJ’s Grill

I eat here every other week or so. The food here is meant for drunks, to put it lightly. You have to have been drinking to truly experience PJs. Sometimes I will just opt for delivery though. Half of the time, the delivery drive is extremely rude. All and all? I’d recommend it.

Incredible. The ingredients are always cooked perfectly, the combinations of flavors is awesome, and pretty cheap too! I recommend the Fat Bean** and Fat Cheese specialty sandwich. Call ahead and don’t wait at all. Large variety of alcohol.

I guess this is a great place to get a meal if you want your driver to be completely illiterate and unable to find simple places in Columbus without step-​by-​step instructions like a pre-​schooler requires. It’s not good food, spend your money elsewhere.

Sign on the outside window and one inside both claim PJ’s is «Home of the Drunks», and I can’t disagree one bit. I actually came here sober today though, and all in all it wasn’t too bad (although it WOULD be amazing when drunk).
I ordered the «fat cheese» which had chicken tenders, mozzarella sticks, onion rings, ravioli, marinara, and shredded cheese. I was kinda skeptical at paying $ 8 for a sandwich that probably wouldn’t be of that high quality, but it was huge! They are fat sandwiches in size and ingredients. Honestly, it tasted pretty good too. I mean if you just through a bunch of average food in the deep fryer and cover it with marinara and a ton of cheese you can’t really screw it up too badly. Everything was hot, and they didn’t skip on any of the items, so I was happy.
On the downside, the cashier wasn’t all that kind. I would imagine dealing with 95% drunk people in person and on the phone could do that to you though. The worst part was the wait. my sandwich took over 20 minutes to come out from when I order. If I was drunk I definitely would not have wanted to wait that long for my hunger to be subdued!
Sober rating: 3/​5, decent super greasy food for the price; mediocre service; too slow
Drunk rating: solid 5/​5, come here now and bask in the greasiness

I mean theres not much to say… PJ’s claim to fame is the drunk food mecca, and they deliver.
I cant really comment on the quality of the food, as i only order it when im highly intoxicated, but the menu speaks for itself. Just a ton of great sandwiches with eye opening ingredients that make any drunk fool happy. I usually stick with the fat blunt, which I believe has the likes of potato skins, corn dogs, etc… On it. Cant really go wrong with anything there though! But id stay away from the Fat Mystery…

Good after the bar food. You don’t bring your date here for dinner. The place is for sports fans and college kids. The guy that drives a jeep is slowest driver they have.

Ate here once. Gave me the poops. I’ll probably be back.

Sweet baby Jesus if you order this super stoned you won’t regret it. Might I suggest the fat bitch. It’s to die for. I’ve never eaten here sober, but I assume it’s pretty gross. Only order intoxicated.

PJ’s is nothing short of disgusting. I made the mistake of eating here twice, once drunk and once sober. I am guessing you must have to be blacked out to enjoy this stuff because it is terrible. The absolutely bizarre menu items should have probably been a red flag but people swear by this stuff so I had to try it out. Simply put, the food is drenched in disgusting grease. I couldn’t even finish more than one bite the time I had it sober, and I am not even exaggerating. Don’t say someone didn’t warn you!

Consistency is my biggest issue with PJ’s. Sometimes there’s nothing better than cramming your face with a sandwich stuffed with random fried foods after a long night of boozing, but getting PJ’s is always a risk. Do not go to PJ’s unless you are heavily intoxicated as that is their target market («Home of the Drunks» printed on the front window)

The guy who answered the phone was a bit short with me, but they got the job done. Delivery guy was cool and arrived quickly. Food was awesome. Philly steak was huge. Chicken tenders were massive. I would recommend to a friend. $ 10/​person with a tip on average. Can’t beat it.

One day someone (presumably the owner of the establishment) drank too much and got the munchies. It being too late to order food and him/​her being too drunk to drive, the only recourse was a freezer full of bar food appetizers, condiments, and a lone sandwich bun. This is the genius behind Pjs Grill. The menu looks like scratch paper for a math problem asking how many different subs could be made with 8 meats, 4 cheeses, 6 appetizers, and 3 condiments. Somehow, I haven’t had a bad sub from this place, drunk or just tipsy. They sell beer also, and tailor to their target market by offering the «Drunk Eddie» special, combining one of their signature oversized concoctions with a case of natty light. This place is an unhealthy dump and I love it. It’s everything late night college grub should be and the subs are rightfully named things like the «fat b**ch» and «fat blunt». If you’re out late and looking for a huge, greasy meal for less than 10 bucks, look no further.

Not bad
So today I decided to try out Grubhub to have something delivered to my job. PJ’s Grill I had heard about before being so close to campus, but the Grubhub logo for it tricked me! I thought it may have been a different place so I placed my online order. I went for wings (garlic if they could make it not hot garlic or bbq) and pizza fries.
The food was delivered super hot (thanks Grubhub) and I went to my break area to eat. I’m not sure why I got pizza fries since i don’t like the sweetness of pizza sauce on my french fries but they weren’t bad. The wings were bbq so I guess they could not un-​hot the garlic ones. The bbq ones were hot and had flavor. They also had spice so i had to eat slowly. Nothing about the food was bad, nohing was spectacular. Middle of the road.

Here is the deal… Anyone who is complaining about this place doesn’t understand what it is all about. This is not a classy establishment that is dedicated to quality food, exceptional service, with a sophisticated ambiance. PJ’s is a down and dirty, drunk catastrophe that is better than anywhere else in town for a solid, drunken meal. Will your order be right… probably not. Will the service be exceptional… doubtful. Will you wake up the next morning feeling like you have swallowed a cinder block whole… definitely. That being said, I have ordered food from PJ’s dozens of times and never once have I felt unsatisfied. There is just something special about going to mug night at the Out or In, and then walking across Frambes to get yourself a fat sandwich. If you have never experienced this decadent night, I recommend it highly (literally and figuratively). My personal recommendation is that fat blunt, but to each their own. If you have never had the chance to experience PJ’s, stop what you are doing, grab a case of your favorite cheap beer, and prepare for all that is good and holy about living in a mid-​west college town. If you are lucky enough to meet a lady while out and about on a weeknight on campus, this isn’t the place for you, but if you are like the other 95% of people, make it a priority to stop by PJ’s. You will not regret it.

I tried this place out to see how it compared with other campus favorites. Admittedly, I was not drunk so I may not have experienced it fully but it was a Friday night.
It took almost 20 minutes to get two sandwiches and fries despite only having 6 people in the place. The sandwiches were good but not great. Fries were soggy.
Perhaps being drunk enhances the experience but this place does not hold its own in sobriety.

I love PJ’s. This might be some of the best drunk food ever. In college at OSU, I would always stop here after the bar. The fattest I’ve ever been in my life was when I went here regularly at 3am, but it was so worth it. Fat Cat, Fat Carnie, how do you top these sandwiches they make here? To top it off, they deliver food AND beer.

This places fits the bill for a campus drunken eatery. Big sub sandwiches with various fried food stuffed inside. Yes it’s pretty good, but much less so when you are not hungover or drunk. This is about the only times I can suggest to eat here. Some of the sandwiches are pretty interesting too, so that barely makes it a three star overall.

It’s late at night and your plastered where to go? Pj’s grill is the perfect one stop shop, not only can you get everything you’d ever want, but you can get it all on a sandwich. Spend a little time scarfing down one of their many fat sandwiches, sober up, buy some beer and continue your party at home. The food if fairly priced however alcohol and tobacco prices seem steep. You can never go wrong with anything containing high sauce or beer fries, one warning stay away from the fatblunt unless you love drinking yellow mustard.

Ok. So let’s be honest. McDonald’s is far classier than this place. PJ’s Grill is in a class of its own. It’s the kind of place where you go when you are completely obliterated and need that relatively quick hunger fix. And hey, why not pick up another twelve pack while you’re there? Sure there’s better food out there, but who wants to make any kind of decisions after a long night of drinking? These guys have the perfect solution. Let’s cram it all on one big ol’ sandwich (or wrap, but don’t think that’s even putting a dent in the calories) and serve it to the drunk masses.
Personally, I think PJ’s is the bomb. It’s definitely a guilty pleasure that should be enjoyed in extreme moderation. Their fat sandwiches are packed full of goodies and are fairly cheap. My personal favorite? The fat bitch. It’s packed with buffalo chicken strips, mac’n’cheese bites, beer fries, cheese sticks, and smothered with ranch dressing. If eaten drunk, you won’t even notice the toll taken on your body. It’ll just be a part of the hangover. But be warned. If eaten sober, be prepared for a nuclear explosion in your stomach followed by a morning of «nuclear fallout».
I would suggest trying this beautiful Frankenstein of a sandwich. But please, do so at the end of a long night at Out ‘R Inn.

PJ’s, synonym for sheer excess. From the infamous «fat sandwiches» to the copious selection of artery-​clogging appetizers, the menu is an epicurean epic. Abandon all shame, ye who enter here.
I may be the first to review this campus barfly catch-​all without having been 1) drunk 2) collegiate and 3) physically there. Mysterious, aren’t I? Actually, I’m just your typical health-​conscious Victorian Villager. But a wise man once said: «Everything in moderation, including moderation», and PJ’s is my delivery guy guilty pleasure.
Of course, the true gastronomic genius behind PJ’s is their trademark fat sandwiches. Some are just as bad as they sound, and the trial and error can be rough. But when you find the one for you, it’s like Romeo meeting Juliet.
My doomed love affair begins with the Fat Cuban. It’s an unruly explosion of grilled ham, salami and swiss cheese, with pickles, potato skins, onion rings, and a gooey mustard-​mayo topping. Opt for the bun, not the wrap, there’s no turning back now. My husband usually answers the siren song of the ironically named Skinny Boy Platter, a selection of chicken tenders, mac & cheese wedges, mozzarella sticks and french fries, served with honey mustard and their signature «high sauce» (ranch dressing, ketchup, and hot sauce). Unsatisfied with that? Make your own appetizer platter for ½ price an item! I recommend the munchies or the loaded nachos. And don’t be fooled by the lettuce and diced tomato, the cheese sauce and chili ensures that they’re plenty bad for you.
The variety of available junk food is ponderous. Cheesesteaks, cheeseburgers, cheese sticks. Chicken fingers, popcorn chicken, boneless AND buffalo wings with your choice of eight sticky sauces. Not enough choices or calories for you? Add one of the eleven styles of french fries. If you’re insane, you can even add a slice of cheesecake or a milkshake to this debauchery.
And YES, they’ll sell you beer and cigarettes. When you’re eating the devil’s food, you might as well drink to him.