"To wash the taste of glitzy restaurants with stupid dress codes out of your mouth, go to Mac’s. The minute you enter Miami’s most perfect dive bar, you’re slapped in the face by the dense smell of stale cigarettes and cheap beer. The cash-only bar’s very existence, and the loyal regulars who ensure it’s crowded on any random weekday at 11am, prove that South Beach wasn’t always ruled by tan-obsessed gym rats. No matter what day of the week it is, you’re likely to bump into a man in his late sixties who’s been enjoying the bar’s two-for-one Happy Hour for the last thirty years. He’ll tell you unbelievable stories about Miami’s “good old days” that’ll make you a little sad you weren’t there to see them." - virginia otazo, ryan pfeffer, mariana trabanino, ryan pfeffer, virginia otazo, mariana trabanino, ryan pfeffer, virginia otazo, ryan pfeffer, virginia otazo, virginia otazo, ryan pfeffer, virginia otazo, virginia otazo, ryan pfeffer, virginia otazo, virginia otazo, mariana trabanino, virginia otazo, mariana trabanino, mariana trabanino, virginia otazo, virginia otazo