Sports Center

Sitting at the Sports Center is primal. Culinarily speaking, it is primeval.

In back, there are pool tables. Up front is a long bar, where seats near the door afford a breathtaking view as well as a good whiff of a well-seasoned flat-top. Piles of onions, sizzling hamburgers, and hot dogs crowd the iron surface.

Need I say that this is not the place you want to take your significant other for a romantic supper?

But if you are looking for a juice-dripping, half-pound hamburger, piled with sweet grilled onions and sided by utterly lascivious, hand-breaded onion rings, all presented in a setting that flips the bird to fashionable lifestyle nostrums, the Sports Center can’t be beat.

There are other items on the menu – hot dogs, corn dogs, wings, and a few square meal dinners during the week — but for most people, hamburgers are the main attraction (not counting adult beverages).

For people-watching, the Sports Center is a treasure. A large number of customers are regulars, greeted by name; some have been coming for decades. The family who work the grill and draw beers are enthusiastic pros who can be cooking eight things at once while carrying on a half-dozen conversations. One time, a few years back, when I asked the cook if anyone ever ordered anything other than hamburgers or hot dogs, she replied, “We serve more bullshit and lies than anything else.”