A name so apropos it hurts. Surrounded by some of the snobbiest establishments in the city, this bar has managed to survive since the 1880’s on a steady diet of old drunks, cigarettes and a ban on any modern convenience, including cell phones and low-flow toilets. Basically it’s a place for the local AA members and OTB junkies to meet and discuss how well their programs aren’t working. Also a haunt for local yuppies who think they’re slumming it by going to a bar without a female bartender in tight black pants and a little strappy-shirt. [MF]
