ESPN Zone, Baltimore

Those of you who know me personally may wonder how I ended up in the ESPN Zone anyway, not being a sports fan of any kind. Suffice is to say it wasn't my pick, nor would it be again.
I think if you are going to a restaurant to watch TV, then the quality of the food isn't necessarily your primary concern. Judging from the crowd inside, I see the masses confirm my hunch. Although the food at the ESPN Zone wasn't terrible, there was nothing I could get excited about either.
I did enjoy the onion rings that were on special, despite the queasy feeling I had afterward from their grease content. But who ever heard of a healthy onion ring? So those were within bounds. My son enjoyed the buffalo wings. They were so spicy, the steam rising off of them made your eyes water. My friend's chicken avocado wrap seemed misnamed. With that little avocado, perhaps avocado shouldn't have been in the name of it. My pesto pizza was fine, but noting to rave about.

ESPN apparently isn't taking any risks with their beef. I had considered a burger when I was walking in. Their menu, however, indicated that they only cook their burgers and steaks well done. I guess I could understand not cooking a steak rare, but the only option was well done. The waitress insisted it would still be juicy. I wasn't risking it. Their elimination of choice irritated me.

Perhaps it was just me. It was a beautiful sunny day and I felt like we were in a cave. I noticed most of the men in the restaurant were vacantly staring at the millions of TV screens. I would certainly not recommend it for a place to have any meaningful conversation. But if you want the wings and the game, then this is just the place for you.