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| - There are bars where people go because hey, it's in walking distance from your house. And you know the staff because it's your default choice when you don't know where else to go out to eat, and the folks in the neighborhood congregate here anyway, and when you stroll in you see the staff and the people at the bar talking to each other like they were old friends.
That's the Prosperity Social Club. It's where the locals in Tremont hang out to drink.
The Social Club is a good place to drink, because they have a pretty decent selection of beers (I had a cherry-infused German beer that wasn't quite a lambic, and a Belgian ale that had an ephemeral, fruity aftertaste that none of us could name), and nice cocktails. They're not fancy, written on the blackboard, but they're there and they're good to fuel some pleasant conversation.
The food? Well, it was reasonably cheap, and not terribly good. I had some hummus, which was a little grainy and flavorless (but the pita was freshly toasted.... mmmm). Then I had a corned beef sandwich on potato pancakes, and the corned beef was as dry as the pancakes.
But you know what? I didn't care. Because I was out talking about movies with friends, and it was a cozy, lived-in atmosphere, and I suspect that most of the people who like this place like it because the food's not so awful that you'd send it back, and it's relatively cheap, and you can talk until late into the night and have an attentive waitress bring you more booze.
Nothing wrong with that.
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