"Malört, Montucky, and Malibu, oh my. This South Broadway haunt is relatively new, but it plays the part of a creaky, cranky old dive with relish, pouring “trash drinks” like the Spaghetts — a bottle of Miller High Life with a shot of Campari or Aperol and a squeeze of lemon — for locals who linger for hours, catching the game, checking out the occasional food truck in front, making buddies of strangers, and just generally showing how life is done." - Ruth Tobias
Eater
