A blue neon "Eat And Drink" sign relates this tavern's small-town civility even if the bar itself is anything but small. Occupying an entire block, the linear space can be entered from either end and possesses two lounges—a plant-filled one with windows opening onto Sixth Avenue and another, less verdant space facing West Broadway. Flat-screen TVs, an MP3 jukebox, and a pool table cater to the collateral needs of customers who sport everything from tie clips to wallet chains. For those who come to eat, the kitchen serves burgers, individual thin-crust pizzas, and finger food. As for the latter half of that neon promise: There's plenty of wine, single malts, 18 well-chosen drafts and about 75 more brews by the bottle (including intriguing European labels such as Faxe).
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