Duff’s

Bellevue Bar was a dirty, red-lit den with pinup murals and dusty horror artifacts sharing shelf space with the bottles. Owner Jimmy Duff moved his collection of baby skulls and taxidermy, along with his staff of inebriation specialists, to a former check-cashing store on the other side of the river. He’s also added a nice big patio with built-in grill, and kept the metal-heavy jukebox and cheap drink specials that made Bellevue a dive cum laude. Patron hygiene ranges from “fashionably unkempt” to “possibly homeless” — yet another sign that Jimmy Duff hasn’t left Port Authority too far behind — but the bar and its bathroom are surprisingly clean.