RATING:


Many bars have come and gone where Campus Club, 1000 W. Lincoln Highway, stands.

The club, despite being an all-ages establishment and having a decently sized selection of food, seems to be no different than its predecessors and fails to make a strong, positive impression on the patron.

The building itself seems poorly maintained with dirty tables and floors, a broken window and chipping paint in the front of the building.

The staff, though pleasant and helpful, seems more content to stand around chatting than making sure things stay presentable during the earlier hours of business.

The menu is pricey - a cheeseburger costs almost $9. The only entrée item that seems to be priced correctly is the $2.99 hot dog.

While your wallet will remain relatively unharmed, your taste buds will suffer. The dog is hidden in a large, flakey French roll that is difficult to eat. The only thing this might be good for is masking the low-quality taste of the meat.

Normally, a restaurant’s french fries will pick up that slack and will only disappoint when they’re all gone. The disappointment happens with these fries after the first bite. Limp, greasy fries with zero taste are all you get.

As far as the nightlife goes, things feel a little bland. Few people can be seen dancing on a late Saturday night, despite a live DJ being present. Most people seem far more content huddling around their own tables with drinks and friends. This is all well and good, but the isolation of groups takes the club atmosphere and social level down quite a few notches.

Campus Club, in an attempt to draw attention from the rundown building, employs a gimmick called a Lobster Machine.

The machine, which works much like a standard crane game, is instead filled with live lobsters.
For $2 per try, a player can attempt to snag a lobster that the management will have cooked for the winner. This sounds much easier than it is. The crane is the same one that has failed so many times to capture small stuffed animals.

If these cranes have trouble picking up balls of fuzzy stuffing, it’s a sure bet they’ll have a problem picking up live, flailing lobsters.

By the time someone actually catches one, they will probably have spent as much time and money as they would to have it cooked and brought to their table in a fancy restaurant.

At least then you won’t have to watch the lobster suffer.

This place is nothing special and you would be better off spending your time elsewhere.

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