Patriot Saloon

The Patriot is gloriously, unabashedly, just a little pornographically, all about the boobage. It’s a two-story bar bannered in “lost” bras, but the primary décor comes chiefly in the form of various types of mammaries: the massive ones of the bartenders (who appear on a Flickr fan-club gallery, “Ladies of the Patriot Saloon”), the ones on the girls-night-out gangs grooving on the bar-top, and the quivering manboobs on the unshaven peanut gallery wedged up against the bar. Pabst is ordered by the pitcher; all other drinks are superfluous. There are also $2 burgers, though nobody seems to be eating them.