I first knew the building on the corner of 6th and Alder as H. Salt Esquire. They served "authentic" fish and chips. I don't know how authentic they were, but I enjoyed the fish and chips. I still do, but have not found any current fast food restaurants that prepare fish and chips . . . good fish and chips that is.
The closest is walking into Stadium Thriftway on Fridays and ordering from their deli counter. My two favorite restaurants serving the best fish and chips in Tacoma, in my opinion are The Spar Tavern and Katie Downs . . . with perhaps Pacific Grill coming in third. There may be a contender on the block, or rather on the corner of 6th and Alder, however.
The Overtime Sports Bar and Grill opened in late March. Peg and I were dead tired driving in the rain and trying to decide if we wanted to cook ("Not tonight.") or dine out on a late afternoon. A friend had mentioned the Overtime, but when I had driven by a week before, there were too many cars in the parking lot. This time there were only three.
We parked our car and walked in. I knew it was supposed to be a sports bar and had wondered how they were going to pull it off, because it didn't seem large enough to me. It's nicely laid out, with a long couch on one wall with tables and chairs sitting before it. I sat in a chair facing Peg on the couch. I worried about traffic walking behind me. It felt a little tight.
The waitress was nice and friendly . . . and helpful. We soon had our drinks: a Dos Equis for Peg, and a Reed's Ginger Beer for me with a Dry Cucumber soda to sample. The drinks were followed fairly quickly with Peg's green salad, which was beautiful. Her only complaint was that the large croûtons were cold. She thinks if they were served warm it would add to the salad instead of distract from it. She also said, "That's a lot of greens." But I'm not sure if that was a complaint or an observation.
Next came our appetizer: deviled eggs and bacon, served nicely on a bed of shredded carrots adding contrast in both texture and color.
The deviled eggs could stand a little more deviling. Perhaps, relish or for sure some Dijon mustard. They were a little bland and tasted like merely mayonnaise and egg yolk. Any misgivings about the deviled eggs was wiped out by the bacon. One inch or better pieces of bacon stuck up from each egg half like a shark's fin. The bacon was thick and perfectly cooked. Each bite crunched. We would order this again.
We had arrived during the posted Happy Hour, but saw no Happy Hour prices or specials. That did seem a little strange. I had no problems with their "new" menu nor the prices, but I do like Happy Hours that offer reduced prices for samples of regular menu items. I like to try things out.
I enjoyed the ginger beer. It's great to see a bar that carries one of my favorite drinks. Peg really liked the Dry Cucumber soda. The waitress mentioned that she had first had it with lime. Once I poured it onto the last few drops of ginger beer in my glass of ice and squeezed a little lime into it, I liked it well enough to order another next time. Perhaps, I'll use the same combination.
Peg's flat iron steak (locally grown) was cooked perfectly. I had a bite to confirm. My fish were excellent, but not perfect. Peg had a bite to confirm. This was true of almost everything we ordered. The onion rings served with the steak looked inviting and crispy. Peg thought they were crunchy, but I thought they weren't. A slight difference of opinion. We both agreed that maybe the cooks aren't salting the food right out of the fryer. Not table salt of course, but rather a sprinkling of sea salt would elevate the fried foods up to the level of the presentations. A little salt and a little Dijon in the eggs and Overtime will be nearing perfection.
The TV screens on the wall delivered everything from women's fast pitch to MLB. As more people arrived, more screens were switched to Mariners TV. The largest TV screen seemed reserved for music.
Both Peg and I gave the sports bar two thumbs up and will happily return.