| Whoah! We walked into a jam packed American Trash. The music was thumping, the beer was flowing and we were having sensory overload from the loud and colorful schematics of the décor. Old licenses plates, beer posters, stolen street signs covered the walls and ceiling creating a very roadside biker bar appeal and effect. We picked up a game of pool with some the winning Dodge Ball team who had just finished their game a few blocks away. “This is our after game clubhouse,” one told us. “But make sure you keep that a secret.” We promised – our fingers were crossed though. Starving we ordered from the themed menu. Really “American Trash” type of fare which is perfect for bar food. Our quesadillas and chicken sandwich hit but we left room for some of the beer on tap but for we left for our final stop of the night. |
