Having class can mean many different things: wearing a sport coat when appropriate; being courteous to strangers on the street; wiping. Bringing a bit of class to the usually class-less environs of the sports bar: Capitol City. Located in the massive, 7,000+ sqft Goa space and designed by the team behind upscale hangs BOA and Katana, CC's a sports barstaurant far classier than the usual gamespots, thanks to a nicer-than-usual booze & food menu, 45 60-65in plasmas scattered throughout, and atypical amenities like a wireless speaker installed at each table, two patios (one abetted w/ rentable cabanas), and a club-like mezzanine with five leather booths, a separate entrance, and private bathrooms so exclusive, all the urinal graffiti is in cursive. Drinkswise, they've got 60 beers on tap or in bottles, ranging from standards like Bud and Stella to micros like Sea Dog Bluepaw Wheat and Abita Purple Haze, with a second, dedicated refrigeration system and an expensive "watershot" operation designed specifically to rid pint glasses of any residue and make sure each beer's served at an icy 31 degrees (just 67 degrees away from sucking). Gastropubish food's from a former Belmont guy, and ranges from dolled-up snackable standards (nachos w/ three cheeses, jalapeno, beans, avocado, and optional tri-tip; smoked bacon mac 'n cheese, etc) to massive sandwiches (build-your-own-burger w/ bacon, mushrooms, avocado, etc; a pulled-pork sandwich on toasted brioche) to full-on entrees like a 14oz New York steak and a smoked pork chop that's been grilled, since it came home paranoid three hours after curfew, sucking on a Bit O Honey. If you want to go hard, Capitol City's also got a full bar with an extensive, fresh-ingrediented cocktail menu: choices like a Sunset Lemonade (Absolut Citron/fresh lemonade/fresh strawberry juice) and a Pomegranate Cadillac Margarita, w/ triple sec, a lime squeeze, and a Grand Marnier "Floater" -- something Mr. Classy would never leave, seeing how you're all Charmin these days.