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The initials stand for Krystyna and Margaret who made pierogis here before two musicians, Merle Chornuk and Daddo Bogich, acquired the plant. Now walls of Art Deco tin, honeycomb-tiled floors, and retro fans reflect an approach to restoration that’s in keeping with nearby Royal Oak, Daddy’s, and Sweet Ups. What’s novel here isn’t the impeccable period detailing but the beer selection. On draft, you’ll find brews like La Chouffe, a spicy, citrusy blonde from Brussels while Dale’s Pale Ale asserts its claim as the discerning palate’s canned beer. Bottles of Tyskie may nod to the old nabe, but in lieu of Polish day laborers parked on the leather bar stools, at the Formica tables or in the tufted leather booths, locals better acquainted with Pieroggi 2000 than the former tenants are lured by a location that’s far enough from the subway to discourage weekend warriors and a soundtrack of obscure indie bands that, like the beer and bourbon selections, yields pleasant discoveries. — Daniel Maurer