"In a city full of stiff restaurants, Mr. B’s is a refreshingly unserious place that takes its food and drinks seriously. This is tavern food, so we’re talking burgers, salads, wings, and steaks. But when the disco ball starts spinning along with the DJ on weekends, this place turns into a party. And it’s probably the only reason you might see a Palm Beacher leave the island (other than to go to the airport). Don’t mind them. They’re just here to eat fish dip and see what a Pabst Blue Ribbon tastes like. The restaurant doesn’t take reservations, so arrive early for a table at a bouncy booth under a giant wooden sawfish." - virginia otazo, katie walsh, ryan pfeffer, mariana trabanino