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Once upon a time there were only two—yes, two—bars on all of Avenue B: 7B and Mona's. The avenue has changed a lot, but Mona's hasn't: It's still full of punks, Irishmen and college dropouts. And it still features the same lack of décor—an ancient bar and a few faded posters in the front room and a back room that looks like a bunker with a Big Buck Hunter game. And don't order a cosmopolitan at this no-frills drinking establishment. Oh, they probably make 'em, but do you really want to be on the receiving end of that many dirty looks? — Lissa T. Rodgers

Music at Mona's generally means the punk-rock jukebox, but on Tuesdays there's live jazz. Amuse yourself by observing the more hung-over patrons' faces when the band starts up.