I was always told how great Fat Head's was. Unfortunately I was more underwhelmed than amazed by the famous Carson Street eatery. It is basically a greasy spoon with a lot of beer.\n\nAll everyone talks about at Fat Head's is the beer. Don't get me wrong, as a hop headed beer snob the beer is the only reason the place got a 2 star in my book. They have about 50 selections on tap with at least 3 of their own from their brewery in*cough*Cleveland*cough*. Avoid the FH beers. They fall into the classic trap of thinking more hops = better beer. This equation makes for same tasting beers with not charachter or personality of their own. All in all a good place for a brew.\n\nThe food however leaves something to be desired. The food is greasy and disgusting. It's all overpriced and overspiced. I get the spiciness; blow out our taste buds so we buy more beer. This is all well and good if you are just looking for a booze sponge, but for those of us who aren't six feet deep in our cups, the food is lackluster on a good day. Aside form the sandwiches being bland, overspiced and dripping grease, the sides (hand cut chips and fries) are pretty bad too. I have mentioned in another review that a fry should be seasoned and crispy, even more so if it is a fresh chip. No dice at Fat Head's. Chips and fries come out cold, rubbery and seasonless. It makes me think they just run their fryers constantly and just have a huge batch of chips and fries at all times, which makes the policy of not being able to substitute them even more infuriating (I am forking over a sizeable chunk of my hard eaned money, now give me what I want!).  For those of you that want a grease mop to soak up the alcohol you could do worse. For those of us that are still aware of the taste buds in our mouths, we can do much, much better.\n\nThe atmosphere is Fat Head's is kind of spotty as well. On the rare occasions when they aren't packed to the rafters, I really dig it. The staff is usually friendly (I think I had one iriitable and incompetent server a few months ago, but I haven't seen him since) and I am a sucker for exposed brick. However, more often than not the place is swarmed and packed so tight with, to be honest, every kind of asshole imaginable, that I can't even enjoy myself when I am there.\n\nTo sum up, come for the beer after you already have a full belly.