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An unpretentious hangout where a homemade personal pizza pie is always on the house.

A beer garden and music venue for the 'burg.

If the Coen Brothers were scouting for a Prohibition-era bar in Greenpoint, they’d be thrilled to find Black Rabbit.

East Village bohemian bar owners raise a Greenpoint relic from the dead.

The famed brewery opens its doors to drinkers one night a week.

Sitting in the shadow of the BQE, this worn-out, wood-paneled bar supplies (and needs) its own energy drink.

The Capri Social Club (also called Irene’s, after its doyenne) is a time warp that’s hidden away on a residential block in Greenpoint

Get dziki (wild and crazy) at Greenpoint’s foremost Polish nightclub.

Polish club kids and greasy rockers cross unlikely paths on the zebra-printed dance floor of this over-the-top nightclub.

A cleverly-designed bar with pool, darts and chocolate near the Greenpoint waterfront.

On tap it’s Bud or nothing; the bottled-beer selection is scarcely more diverse.

Co-owner Dave Pollack (with his wife, Alex, a "New York" photo editor) sources beers that are lower in alcohol but no less complex than the high-butane monsters most craft-beer bars aim to annihilate you with.

Finally, someplace to wear that cheap old t-shirt and expensive new haircut.

This laid-back bar offers an escape from the Bedford Avenue fray.

Throwback bowling alley serves microbrews and indie rock.

The Habitat, a little nook in Greenpoint, pretty much resembles the interior of a Big Buck Hunter lodge.

The Mark hits the spot with a potent array of low-key charms.

The preserved "Shocks & Struts" sign outside this classy Greenpoint joint has become a neighborhood beacon.

An old-time Tudor hideaway is the unlikely setting for headbangers and drink-pounders.

Greenpoint greenhorns flock to this elegant pub for perfectly poured Guinness.

A working-class Greenpoint joint built from hipster Kryptonite.

A themed performance venue that streams all of its events online.

Loose, fun and cheap, this third-stop Williamsburg watering hole thrives on a playful neighborhood spirit.

A three-floor getaway for Greenpoint’s sports-obsessed and gigging bands.

An elegant yet remarkably unpretentious Brooklyn cocktail den, where the bartenders are still called bartenders.