"Say what you will about Microsoft’s HQ and Carrie Brownstein, but Palmers is objectively the best thing to come from Redmond. (OK, and maybe the direct current defibrillator.) At this dive, there are two guarantees: you will step on something sticky, and you will have the time of your life. Karaoke happens seven nights a week next to a huge, energetic dance floor, which means folks four whiskey gingers-deep will be grooving to your Bee Gees cover instead of mindlessly staring at you. It also means that the DJ will play actual dance tunes between karaoke songs. And there’s simply no greater thrill than jumping up and down to “Sandstorm” on full blast after someone butchers “Creep” so badly it hurts your teeth." - Aimee Rizzo
