Rum Island

The name says it all. Need a drink while you wait this is a good spot.

Service slow. Reuben sandwich is very fatty. I had to pick big chunks of fat out of it. It is supposed to have dressing but was only a tiny bit.

The only thing on the menu a pescetarian or vegetarian could eat (forget being vegan) was a quesadilla. Being the only business in the terminal with food AND booze, the place was packed with only one server.
On the plus side, they were out of wine glasses so I ended up getting very generous pours & there was an outlet for my laptop.

It’s an airport bar, what’d you expect? The service is fast, the beers are cold, and the strangers can be interesting. I like to rub elbows with fellow travelers over a few pre-​flight drinks on occasion and this is the place closest to my usual gate to do it.
It’s pricey, they have the usual macro stuff, and the food is so-​so at best. But, it’s all about location, location, location, and for airtrans in the C20 something gate section this is the go to.

The BBQ pulled pork sandwich was disgusting and cloyingly sweet.
At least the beer was cold.
(And don’t get me started on airport prices.)

Pissed off servers… But service was fast. Beers cold and tasty

I came into this bar/​packaged food table service restaurant on my way home from a long week. I had hours of traveling ahead of me and since they do not serve food on 5 + hour flights anymore I knew I had to fill up before I boarded.
First of all a short review on BWI Airport, not my favorite. The food selections in my terminal were very limited so unless you want food court items this is really the only place you can sit down for drinks and a limited menu to match. The food is all pre-​made and packaged. I ordered a salad which was actually very good and probably the best pre-​made I’ve had. The only thing it’s a $ 10 pre-​made, but I would pay for it again. They also have club sandwich’s, wraps, pulled pork sandwich’s on the menu as well.
The service was very good. The placed was filled to the brim with no tables or seats available, but a very sweet waitress seated me at a table that was taken by a guy in the restroom but insisted I sit down, she knew him and said it would be all good. Well the guy comes out a little slurred in speech and for the next 20 minutes I played marriage counselor based on his «hatred for his wife», too bad the guy was only 30. I felt so bad for the guy I bought him his beer.