As its boozy sponsorship suggests, this spot isn't so much a café as an outdoor sports-pub, where eighteen TVs show live matches from the various surrounding courts. Though the bar itself is covered, the roof only canopies a few feet beyond, pushing most customers to one of twenty tables on the periphery. The beer selection, unsurprisingly, is limited to two varieties of Heineken and just four other drafts. The mini-menu sticks to brats, franks, pretzel braids, and kettle chips. More thought went into the Honey Deuce, a signature cocktail of vodka, Chambord, and lemonade with small tennis-ball-shaped pieces of melon sitting atop the glass.
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