There are those nights when you’re in the mood for throwing on a jacket, ordering a $13 cocktail and meeting an execu-chick you can have some intelligent conversation (and possibly more) with. Then there are those nights when you just want to throw on your least foul-smelling t-shirt, a hat and grab a beer at the local dive bar. Where the pretentious bullshit goes out the door, and you can kick back, relax and watch the game.
Playboy.com scoured the country to find the diviest of the dive bars. The ones with the most personality, the most character, and the best vibe, no matter how run-down or dust covered.
Here are their top ten picks, and a quick reason why. To read their entire reviews, click here.
Bar 107, Los Angeles
Dive points: Blocks from the original Skid Row. Once the site of the city’s oldest Mexican tranny bar. (That locks it in right there.) Rampant taxidermy.
Billy Ray’s Neighborhood Dive, Portland OR
Dive points: Pints of PBR are $1.50. Jukebox stocked with country classics and punk. Six different pin-ball machines.
The Clermont Lounge, Atlanta
Dive points: Strip club operating since 1965… with some of the original dancers. Cheap booze. Regulars include local bohemians and miscreants, Mexican day workers and lipstick lesbians, rednecks and rock stars.
The Dispensary Lounge, Las Vegas
Dive points: Like “walking inside Tony Orlando’s brain.” Decor from 35 years ago. Lawn furniture. Open around the clock.
The Ha-Ra Club, San Francisco
Dive points: Named after original owners Harold and Ralph. Tradition of hookers trying to bribe free drinks by showing bartenders their boobs.
The Matchbox, Chicago
Dive points: Interior space shaped like a pie. Regulars will analyze your cocktail selection, before complaining about a Cub’s loss.
Mitzi Jerman’s Café, Cleveland, OH
Dive points: Open since 1908, the owner, Mitzi, lived upstairs and tended bar until she died in 2006. Pool table costs a quarter.
Snake ‘N’ Jake’s Christmas Club Lounge, New Orleans
Dive points: A “rat trap” in the Crescent City’s Uptown section. Happy hour doesn’t start until 10pm. Only lights insode are a string of red Christmas lights. Topless women drink for free.
The Subway Inn, New York City
Dive points: Opened since 1937, takes no credit cards and has no ATM. Known as an “old man bar”.
Tootsie’s Orchid Lounge, Nashville
Dive points: Willie and Waylon played here. Called a “shit-kicker’s paradise.”
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