This is like drinking at a garage sale. There is so much random crap piled into this bar (maybe they were renovating?). I had a Bud Light while the guy next to me showed off his “new” Bonnie Rait 8-track.
The rumors that this place was going to be “very ghetto” were somewhat confirmed.
P.S. I had my first corn-dog ever next door. Ever.
1607 Ocean Avenue