neighborhood bar

Years ago, a woman in her 60s whom I had just met pulled out a stack of photos to show me how she had celebrated her dog’s birthday: in a neighborhood bar, with balloons and beer for the humans and a little cake made of Milk-Bones and chicken liver for the dog.

This is Consignment Lounge, the Chicago tavern-meets-curio-shop that calls itself “an aesthetically pleasing collection of useless items for sale inside a neighborhood bar.”

How a Philadelphia kid ended up opening a Kansas City Chiefs neighborhood bar in Eagles country.

By banning alcohol at strip clubs, Washington is upholding a public policy that tells patrons to get drunk before arriving, absent any of the basic safety requirements that protect against overserving at your neighborhood bar.

Stenson believed in the power of the neighborhood bar.