Burgers were good and tasty but the only customization I ordered was no onions and they still had onions on my burger. I asked for extra mayo and the server told me they were low on mayo and couldn’t give any extra out. For the prices I think you could spare a little mayo.
Joel L.
Classificação do local: 3 Cincinnati, OH
I’m a fan. This restaurant is located inside the Coors Field. It was packed but the line was organized and went quickly. The burger was a bit greasy and fell apart, but delicious. The cashiers were quick and polite.
Randy J.
Classificação do local: 2 Littleton, CO
We were here for a baseball game back on 7÷24÷15 and ate here. The fries were not good at all and the burger had cold cheese on it. I guess that I could have went back to complain, but we were looking to get to our seats, so I let it go, but I won’t be going back up there when at the baseball park for food. I’ll just eat somewhere on the concourse the next time.
Joe L.
Classificação do local: 3 Washington, DC
The bar for concession stands in ballparks has been creeping steadily higher over the last decade or so. The parmesan-garlic fries at AT&T Park, the Ben’s Chili Bowl half-smoke at Nationals Park, the Shake Shack at Citi Field… hot dogs and peanuts just don’t cut it anymore. Being a fan of Colorado’s craft beer scene and wanting to throw some business to a local(–ish) establishment, I was excited to hear that Oskar Blues had their own burger joint at Coors Field. My excitement was short-lived, however, once I actually arrived in line. The burgers themselves are nothing particularly special, with no choices of distinctive toppings and nothing related to Oskar Blues beer in any way(no beer-based BBQ sauce, beer-battered onion rings, zilch). The only thing that made them any different than any other burger I’ve had at a ballpark was that each patty received two slices of cheese. The fries were good, again nothing special. The biggest letdown? The only Oskar Blues beer available was Dale’s Pale Ale. The name alone made me think that at least Old Chub would be offered on draft. Nope. The final insult was the post-order chaos where instead of having a number on a receipt I had to just stand at the counter and hope that when my order was ready the guy handed it to me instead of any of the other eight or ten people waiting in a gaggle as the orders backed up. Overall the food was fine, decent enough ballpark fare, but nothing that reflects any credit on Oskar Blues and nothing that would make me go back if I’m at Coors Field again.