It’s your basic local dive, with a notably diverse crowd of weirdo regulars. Seems to be the industry bar for the adjacent restaurants’ staff. Friendly enough, although one of them made me try this entirely disgusting chunk of deep fried corn that was supposed to be Street corn flavored or something. I told him it tasted like he should go back to work and clean his fryers so at least the interaction tapered off till he drunkenly mistook my coat for his and I had to discourage him from stumbling off into the night with it. I like that coat. The one unique thing about this bar that really stood out to me, though, was the smell. This place smells exactly like an airplane/tour bus lavatory, and I’ve never smelled that in any non-mobile environment before. It was… disorienting. And gross.
Price per person
$10–20
