When people think of the word ”Arena”, they may think of gladiators fighting to the death in the Coliseum. They may think of their local sports center where they are sold the whole seat, but will only need the edge. Me, I think of the 1974 Roger Corman classic Pam Grier film where you can “see wild women fight to the death!” It was terrible and fantastic all rolled into one. That was before. Now when I think of an arena I only think of the Arena Bar and Grill.
What
if I told you there was a place where they had 50 beers on draft? And
they also had 450 bottled beers? And 101 different martinis? And dozens
of shooters and bombs? And drinks served in punch bowls? And 15 TV’s?
And two different Happy Hours? Pretty amazing right? Now, what if I
told you they also had fantastic nachos? Too many questions? Too good
to be true? Well, regarding the fantastic nachos at least, it is. The
rest of the stuff they totally have there.
These are their “Macho Nachos”. First off the bat, let’s address the name. We get it, not a lot of words rhyme with “nacho”, and “macho” happens to be the most common of them, fine, but let me tell you what real “Macho Nachos” should look like. They should be served on a plate of barbed wire. The only meat on it should be bull testicles. The cheese should be mixed with blood and testosterone. Its only toppings should be ghost chilis and fire. Is should be cooked on the back of a NASCAR as it drives through a volcano. That is macho. These are just nachos, and pretty run of the mill ones at that.
Yeah, there’s a lot of lettuce. Not a crazy amount, but more than you would need if you just wanted to add a little color to your meal. The second hit comes with the cheese sauce, in that it is cheese sauce. If it was some queso or melted cheese that could help out, but nope, just your typical nacho cheese sauce. Lastly, blatant jalapeno stem right on top. Now I’ve got zero complaints about pickled jalapenos, but you’ve got to reign in those stems if you’re going to use them straight out of the bottle. A stem that obvious stem on a nacho, that’s just unprofessional.
If it seems like I’m giving them a hard time, like you’re father always used to say, it’s only because they’re not living up to their potential. They were ok overall, and for $7.50 not a bad deal for what you get. I wouldn’t say “go there for the nachos”, unless you replaced “nachos” with “drink selection”, but you could definitely do worse, or better. No, go there for the drinks, especially during Oktoberfest (Yes, there is a little bit of a backlog here at Nachonomics) when you will be greeted by wait staff in traditional dirndl and lederhosen. That itself is worth the price of some so-so nachos.
And now for something truly macho...