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Buried in a St. Marks basement near grunge shops, tattoo parlors, and izakayas is the self-proclaimed “underground bunker” Drunken Clam. After descending a dark and fairly dingy stairway, you’ll find yourself in a small, albeit clean, room with open, multicolored light fixtures dangling from the ceiling and Top 40 music playing. The vibe—which attempts to evoke a “cool kid” feeling—falls short, and the food does, too. Whether Drunken Clam wants to be an Asian go-to or faux-American sports bar is still evidently undecided. The short menu offers a variety of bites: Fried jumbo shrimp, kimchee, and seafood pancakes, and American mozzarella sticks appear alongside two versions of steamed clams. The straight-up steamed clams appear gummy and lukewarm, made only slightly better by the tangy and spicy hot butter dipping sauce; the crispy kimchee pancake is tasty, but so grease-laden that it belongs more in a hole-in-the-wall Chinese takeout spot than an East Village hangout. Thankfully, the drinks menu offers an assorted list of beers to choose from—you’ll need one to wash all that oil down.
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