Don’t do it! Unless you’re wasted enough that your blood alone can sanitize and kill/digest whatever you’ll be exposed to and your standards are so low you literally are willing to welcome in a demented trip hepatitis C and Tuberculosis, plus indigestion with open arms. We were traveling through Indianapolis and stopped here for lunch after checking reviews on Unilocal.Lies, lies, ugly lies! First, I must say we must have been extremely tired and hungry, or delusional in our optimism thinking perhaps it’s one of those places your buddies tell you about that don’t look like much but the food is amazing. Well, this is not one of those places. What the interior, including the greasy haired, equipped with automatic snot retraction feature(loud too), pants pulling waitress looks like, this is what your food will taste like. At the best. After an hour wait. During which your waitress will continue to pull up her pants, eat her own lunch prepared by the kitchen before yours –the actual paying customer, touch her hair, touch the money, put things away, and blow her nose for which after an hour of listening to her snorting up her snots you’re greatful –trust me; and never wash her hands and never acknowledge you until the slab of whatever used to breath and had a pulse at one point in time, will arive sadly in front of you. With microwaved vegetables from a can in seasoned tap water. At this point you will exchange awkward and concerned glances with your significant other, because: A) it is rude to stand up and leave without paying because your food arrived looking worse than a 3 day old bloated corpse B)you’ve invested an hour into this bulls#!& Discouraged, defeated by your environment and yourself for not standing up to this carnival of misery sooner, you dig in for the first bite only to watch your last ounce of hope disintegrate like Trump’s reverence. You put your utensils down. Pay your bill and leave still hungry but too disgusted to eat for the rest of the day. Can one be traumatized by a dining experience? As we found out, not only it is possible, but some in the restaurant industry take this challenge extremely seriously. Moral of the story? If it looks like a duck and it quacks like a duck, I’m pretty sure it won’t become a unicorn. Walk out.
Hannah L.
Place rating: 4 Indianapolis, IN
Delicious jalapeño burger! Everything is super good, but portions are kinda small. Prices are great!
Scott M.
Place rating: 3 Indianapolis, IN
CLEAN, WELL-RUNOLDERPLACE Mike’s Speedway Lounge is what a sports bar would have been in a small town back in the 1970s and 80s. They keep it clean, friendly and reasonable. There’s food, pool, music, outdoor seating and plenty of parking. If you’re in the Speedway area, check out Mike’s. You’ll be comfortable from the moment you walk inside.
Will S.
Place rating: 4 Indianapolis, IN
A nice neighborhood bar with good food at reasonable prices. I have been in three times now. I enjoyed karaōke on Friday nights and gave sampled a few of the drink specials. $ 4 long island ice teas were delish.
D h.
Place rating: 4 Indianapolis, IN
definitely has turned into a gay bar… not that there’s anything wrong with that. though i knew mike’s was owned by a homosexual man, it mostly seemed like your normal neighborhood bar. however after stopping in recently, my buddy and i were probably the only straight guys in the place. everyone was friendly and easy to get along with. it just wouldn’t be fair not to mention it. please note, no loss of stars.