Gypsy Blues Bar

Bone-in or boneless—we’re not here to judge, just to sauce you up. These crispy legends come tossed in your pick of the good stuff: • Traditional Wing Sauce – bold, hot, and not messing around • Garlic Parmesan – creamy, cheesy, and dangerously snackable • BBQ – sweet, smoky, sticky-finger bliss • Teriyaki – smooth, savory, with just enough swagger • Sweet Chili – sweet up front, kick in the back Served with celery, carrots, and your choice of dipping sauce—ranch, blue cheese, spicy ranch, you name it. They’re messy, meaty, and absolutely worth it. Pro tip: order extra napkins and cancel your plans.

Crispy on the outside, cheesy on the inside, and comforting in ways your therapist would approve. We make them by hand. You eat them like you’ve missed them your whole damn life. They'll arrive with a side of house made marinara.

Our devilishly creamy yolk mix is dressed to kill with spice, tang, and a heap of candied bacon on top. These ain’t your grandma’s church potluck eggs—unless she also brought bourbon and bad decisions.

We took our house-made Florentine lasagna, rolled it into crispy little bites, and deep-fried it like your diet never existed. Comes with house made marinara.

Basic? Never heard of her. These thick-cut stunners are fried to golden perfection and know they’re the main event. Add sauce if you must—but they’re already flawless. Add cheese for an additional cost if you're feeling saucy.

Big, salty, and not here to play it safe. This warm, soft-baked beast crashes onto your table with one mission... pure, doughy satisfaction. Comes with a side of nacho cheez sauce.

Crispy on the outside, juicy in the middle, and clearly showing off. These little flavor grenades were born to be dunked. Sweet chili sauce is the crowd favorite, but we’ve got options if you’re feeling saucy. Grab a few extras... double-dipping is practically a love language.

These spicy little saucy slices don’t mess around. Crispy potato medallions dunked in buffalo swagger—perfect for those who like their carbs with a side of chaos.

Crunchier than your aunt’s political takes. Panko-breaded, deep-fried rings of onion glory—because you deserve more than sad, soggy sides.

These fiery little devils are packed with cream cheese and fried to a perfect crunch—then flirt shamelessly with raspberry vinaigrette on the side. Sweet, spicy, and probably a bad influence. You can always get experimental and try something differs or a little weird to dip it in.

Hot, golden, and fried to an outlaw crisp, these little potato barrels are pure edible mischief. Crunchy on the outside, fluffy like mashed dreams on the inside. They beg for a dunk, but they don’t need one. Pair ’em with ranch, fry sauce, or nothing at all—either way, they vanish fast. Order your own. Seriously. Don’t make this weird.

This isn’t health food trying to sneak into the party—this is cauliflower crashing through the kitchen window wearing buffalo sauce and demanding attention. Golden, crispy, and hot enough to make your mouth write love letters. Served with your choice of dipping sauce—ranch and blue cheese are the classics, but we won’t stop you from getting weird with it. Robin swears by the cheese sauce, and frankly, she’s never wrong.

These cheese-stuffed legends are panko-fried ‘til golden and served with marinara on the side—because even snacks deserve a dip in something saucy. Crispy, melty, and borderline illegal in at least three states.

Because sometimes your vegetables want to be bad. Deep-fried and dangerously snackable—these aren’t your grandma’s green beans (unless your grandma was a total badass).

They said it couldn’t be done—so we fried mac and cheese and handed it chili cheese sauce like a mic drop. Crispy, gooey, reckless, and 100% not sorry.

These bad boys squeak, melt, and crunch all at once. Garlic-laced and fried ‘til golden—basically mozzarella sticks that went to a punk show and never looked back, which is why they're best paired with our house made marinara.

Your regular fries called—they’re jealous. These sweet, salty, crispy sticks of joy are what happens when vegetables stop being polite and start being delicious.

Southwest flavor wrapped in a crispy golden shell. These bad boys are loaded with seasoned chicken, black beans, corn, and melty cheese—then deep-fried like they mean it. Comes with pico de gallo, crema, and a side of “hell yes.”

This ain’t your mama’s casserole. This is a bag of Fritos flipped upside down and baptized in chili, cheese, and onions. It’s bold, it’s beefy, it’s beautiful. Wear black—this one gets wild.

Pickles, but make ‘em reckless. Fried to a golden crisp and ready for dipping—choose your sauce, but real ones go for the spicy ranch. It bites back in the best way.

Golden-fried chicken strips served up with your choice of fries or tots and a dipping sauce that gets you. Wanna level up? Swap in onion rings, sweet potato fries, or Buffalo potato slicers and make this basket your full-blown guilty pleasure.

Grilled chicken with a smoky chipotle kick, melted cheese folded into a toasted tortilla that doesn’t mess around. Served with pico and crema—because dipping is not optional when you’re living this deliciously.

Spicy buffalo chicken layered between crispy tortillas and loaded with shredded lettuce, tomatoes, blue cheese dressing, and crumbles. It’s crunchy, saucy, and absolutely unhinged—in the best way. One bite and your mild-mannered taco days are over.

Two corn tortillas stuffed to the brim with tender gyro meat, crunchy cabbage, fresh tomato, cucumber, and a messy, glorious drizzle of tzatziki and sweet chili sauce. It's like a Greek salad rode a taco shell into battle—and won. Add a side for an additional charge… you know you want onion rings… Live a little.

You’re the boss of this sandwich. Choose your bread, your meat, your cheese, and all your fixin’s, then let us slather it with house-made aioli and toast it to perfection—or keep it classic and untoasted. It’s your deli fantasy, we’re just here to make it delicious.

This ain’t your average weekday sandwich—which is why it only shows up on Fridays. Slow-cooked roast beef, provolone melted just right, and stacked on a toasted hoagie roll. Served with house-made au jus so you can dunk like you mean it. Comes with fries, or tots—but if you’re feelin’ yourself, upgrade to onion rings, sweet potato fries, or buffalo potato slicers. Friday earned this.

Thick-cut bologna, grilled to a sizzle and smacked between Texas toast with melty cheese. Dress it up with lettuce, tomato, and pickles—or keep it undressed with just cheese and aioli like it’s sneaking out the back door of a honky-tonk. Either way, it’s pure greasy glory.

This sandwich doesn’t whisper—it shouts. Three layers deep and stacked with turkey, Black Forest ham, bacon, cheese, lettuce, tomato, red onion, pickles, and a swipe of house aioli. It’s messy. It’s massive. It’s magnificent. Comes with fries, or tots—unless you’re feelin’ wild, then go full upgrade with onion rings, sweet potato fries, or buffalo potato slicers and don’t look back. 8 oz of meat!

Pick two cheeses—cheddar, Swiss, provolone, feta, pepper jack, fontina, or American—and we’ll melt them into a golden, buttery masterpiece. Want bacon? Of course you do. Add it and level up your grilled cheese game from nostalgic to downright reckless.

Dry-rubbed, slow-roasted beef grilled with peppers, onions, and a river of melty cheese. It’s hot, juicy, and unapologetically messy—basically the sandwich equivalent of your favorite bad decision.

The bold, refreshing, robust cola

Fully-charged with B-vitamins and formulated with guarana, taurine, and caffeine.

Fully-charged with B-vitamins and formulated with guarana, taurine, and caffeine.

A crisp tasting, refreshing pop of sweet, fizzy bubbles without calories.

Pure water for a perfect taste. Add a refreshing water to your meal.

Diced grilled chicken and red peppers tossed in a rich peanut sauce, topped with green onions, roasted peanuts, and sesame seeds. Served with crisp lettuce cups for a fresh crunch with a bold kick—like a salad with a personality and better taste in music.

Look, we get it—you needed something on the table that isn’t deep-fried. Lettuce, cabbage, carrots, cucumbers, and tomatoes showed up to keep the peace. Pick your dressing and pretend you’re making good choices. We won’t tell your fries. Want to fool yourself a little harder? Add grilled chicken or crispy chicken for an extra dose of balanced decisions.

This salad doesn’t whisper—it struts. Crispy chicken breast, toasted almonds, juicy mandarin oranges, and a reckless amount of crunchy noodles pile onto fresh house greens. Topped with sesame seeds and drizzled in zesty Asian dressing, it’s bold, balanced, and dressed to impress. Don’t be surprised if you fall in love.

Crispy fried chicken, bacon, melty cheese, lettuce, tomato, and a full-body drizzle of ranch—wrapped up tight and ready to entertain. Red onions available if you like it with a little bite. No pole required.

This isn’t a salad—it’s a full-on deli platter in disguise. Turkey, Black Forest ham, shredded cheese, and a deviled egg all piled on greens like they’re slumming it. Toss in onions, olives, tomatoes, and cucumber, and you’ve got a forkful of chaos pretending to be healthy. You’re not fooling anyone—but you are gonna love it.

Crisp romaine, shaved parmesan, and crunchy croutons tossed in our bold, house-made Caesar dressing—the kind that doesn’t whisper, it commands flavor. Add grilled chicken or go full chaos with crispy fried chicken if you’re feeling dangerous. Either way, it’s Caesar’s empire now, and your taste buds just got conquered.

Black Forest ham, Swiss, crispy bacon, pineapple, and cream cheese—pressed together on toasted focaccia like a luau got a little too friendly with your sandwich press. Sweet, salty, tropical, and just weird enough to work.

Crispy fried chicken breast drowned in our house-made marinara, then blanketed with parmesan, mozzarella, and provolone—all smashed together in a toasted panini. It's cheesy, saucy, and ready to slap your inner Italian nonna with flavor.

This panini pulls no punches—stacked with turkey, provolone, red onions, tomatoes, and a bold pesto aioli, all grilled on golden focaccia. Crispy, melty, and just the right amount of cocky. It’s not a sandwich, it’s a damn mood.

Steak, grilled onions, melted cheddar, and a roasted red pepper aioli, all pressed between golden focaccia. It’s smoky, cheesy, messy in all the right ways—just like your favorite uncle after two beers. Comes with fries or tots, or upgrade to onion rings, sweet potato fries, or buffalo potato slicers if you're feelin' fancy.

No frills. No nonsense. Just a juicy 1/3 lb hand-pressed patty with lettuce, tomato, pickles, onions, and a slick of house aioli. It’s everything a burger should be—unless you want to complicate things… in which case, yeah, we’ll charge extra for your chaos.

1/3 lb of hand-pressed beef grilled to perfection, stacked with melty pepper jack cheese, a crispy onion ring, candied jalapeños, and a generous slathering of BBQ and our Bitchin’ Chipotle Sauce. It’s smoky, spicy, sweet, and messy enough to require extra napkins and zero shame. Served with your choice of fries or tots—go big with an upgrade to onion rings, sweet potato fries, or buffalo potato slicers if you're feeling wild.

Keep It Simple, Stupid. Grilled and topped with ketchup, mustard, and relish—no drama, no ego, just a damn good dog that knows what it’s about.

This spicy little troublemaker comes wrapped in bacon and loaded with jalapeños, onions, shredded cheese, ketchup, mustard, and a cool swirl of crema Mexicana. It’s bold, loud, and definitely not here for a quiet night.

We took the classic and gave it a barroom makeover—grilled and stacked with mustard, sweet relish, onion, tomato, fried pickles, and a hit of celery salt. It’s bright, briny, messy as hell, and refuses to let ketchup anywhere near it.

This one’s got a New York accent and zero respect for boundaries. We took a grilled dog and buried it in marinara, loaded it with melty provolone and mozzarella, slapped on some pepperoni and salami, and showered it in parmesan. It’s a pizza. It’s a hot dog. It’s a beautiful identity crisis.