We strolled in here before a show at the Beachland to find half the bar smoking and the other half gobbling down incredibly cheap bar food. The eaters included a pair of Cleveland cops (sure sign that the food is legit) who didn't seem to care about Ohio's smoking laws. I may not care for smoke, but I'm not complaining. Pabst is served here blissfully free of irony. Everything felt just right at the Boardwalk, which is the genuine dive that other reviewers have noted. The world needs places like this.