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| - As you walk into the bar off of North Davidson Street, your line of vision will give you a straight shot down the inside bar, out the backdoor past the patio bar, and across the sprawling deck fence that is covered in beer signs to the cornhole boards.
The inside is just as dark during the day as it is at night, so you have to adjust your eyes accordingly if you are coming back into the light of day after a few beers.
This is another NoDa bar that has flourished with the no smoking law in North Cackilacky. It is so much nicer to walk in and not have to coat yourself in Febreze after the fact.
The menu is stereotypical bar fair. Sandwiches named after local streets, huge piles of nachos, a variety of burgers, cheesesteaks (I refuse to call it a Philly cheesesteak unless I am at least north of the Mason-Dixon Line), and tater tots. The glorious thing is that the kitchen is open pretty much as long as the bar is open. So a late night basket of tots can be just the thing to finish out a night of drinking in the hood.
There are close to a dozen television in the bar, both indoors and out, making it the closest thing to a sports bar in the arts district. For you gamers, they have a Playstation 3 at the end of the bar so drunk dudes can ooo and ahh as you pop caps in other dudes online playing Modern Warfare.
Your standard internet jukebox cranks out Pandora until someone puts in some tunes. Its over in the corner with the ATM and requisite Golden Tee and Buck Hunter games.
All this makes it your run of the mill bar. No frills, nothing mindblowing off the menu, no legendary drink that you can only get there, no over the top theme. Just a bar. But every now and again, that is all you need. A whole lot of not bad...
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