John T.
Yelp
I don't know that it's fair (or, accurate) to call Mickey's a 'dive.' It's clean. The bartenders are incredibly nice (and much more patient than I would be considering some of the folks I saw belly up to the bar). There's a bunch of highfalutin brown liquor behind the bar. It's clean (needs to be said again). I wouldn't associate any of these qualities with a dive. Perhaps 'tavern' truly *is* the best way to describe it.
Or, 'neighborhood bar.' That's a good description. Despite living in Nashville for a while (if you count both of my stints), I'd never made my way to Mickey's. To be fair, I didn't live at all close to the bar, it's a neighborhood spot and, for the longest, unless you lived on the east side, you didn't come here. So, I was well aware of what Mickey's was but I'd never experienced it for myself. I don't know that I was properly sold on hat Mickey's truly is. It's none of the things I listed above. What it is is a really comfortable neighborhood bar with nice folks, a pool table, video games, low lights, plenty of seating, a deck, lots of wood, NO SMOKING, a fantastic selection of brown liquors, and bartenders who aren't afraid of a stiff pour (tip accordingly). There's also craft beer but its presence here sort of makes me bristle so I am ignoring that. I enjoyed a whiskey and coke as well as a gin drink made with (I believe) Irish gin and magic. The bartender mentioned its name and ingredients but I just sort of nodded and smiled. And, drank.
I understand how and why time can stop at Mickey's. There aren't a bunch of bells and whistles to distract you. Y'see, back in olden times, folks went to a bar to drink, hang out with friends or just sit over some booze while you took in your thoughts or reveled in the relative silence. These bars used to take root in every neighborhood so no matter where you lived, you could partake in the ritual. It's a nice reminder of what used to be. I didn't notice any regulars while I was here. I'm hoping that's because of the off time/day. It would be a shame if the East Hill OGs who lived here before gentrification took root are no longer welcome at their own bar. Mickey's has grown from its 'neighborhood bar' origins and turned into an east side destination bar with stiff drinks, pool, video games, and that guy.
I'm choosing to believe that the OGs were doing something else and that they haven't been chased out by 'that guy.'