For when it really is 5 o’clock somewhere, and that somewhere is Columbus.

Restaurants range from “fancy-attire-required” to “yoga-pants-acceptable.”

From the meticulously crafted cocktails to the tastefully curated decor, every detail conveyed an elevated yet unpretentious experience.

Where to find the creamiest, most delicious macaroni and cheese, aka, the food of the gods. (I assume)