There's a certain wisdom that comes from the old school, be it a broader historical perspective, long-forgotten techniques, or sayings that are continuously funny no matter how many times people quote them. You're my boy, Blue! Hahahaha. See? Hilarious. Staying true to their roots, Old School Grill.
Now open (without an exterior sign) by the guys behind the Bourdain-lauded Old School BBQ bus, OSG peddles pastas, 'wiches, and comfort eats out of a high-ceiling'd location adorned with weathered corrugated metal, wood paneling, and a cooling system courtesy of Big Ass Fans, who've really taken a shine to Big Baby Davis now that Corliss Williamson is out of the game. The gigantically portioned menu is a culmination of the chef's 30+ years in the resto game, with carb-uretors like Pasta Jambalaya (Gulf shrimp, andouille sausage, chicken breast, Creole sauce, provolone, Gouda), plus between-the-bun numbers like the bus holdover half-pound Steak Burger and prime rib Fresh Meat Philly, but not Fresh Meet Philly, as that's just a show about Will Smith returning to his hometown and getting tasered at a Phillies game. Mo' proteins include a Chicken Fried New York Strip, Bronzed Pork Medallions (Creole seasoned, boucherie sauce), and Fish & Chips made with cod that's been ale-battered, but refuses to press charges, because it still loves ale even if it knows ale's no good for it.
In the coming months they plan on rolling out weekly specials based on Old World recipes actually gathered from international embassies, but forget about that. Check this out: Bring your green hat! Hahahaha. Still got it!