Last weekend, my sisters were in town visiting and so we did what we usually do: drink to cope with being a family. One of the bars was Bar X which is downtown and one that Becca had to drag me to a year back because I remembered it as the hole-in-the-wall where scary types hung out.
That was before Phil Dunphy bought it and made it a hipster haven.
I went there, twice in college, and the second time was part of a bar crawl game. I only received points if I went inside and had a beverage. It looked and smelled like a bathroom. And the glass was probably not cleaned. Ever. And that I’m pretty sure is how I contracted ghonoherpesyphilitis. True story.
But now, it’s completely transformed AND clean. I’m pretty sure you could eat off of the floor, if they served food.
I highly recommend the Moscow Mule. Also, have the bearded bartender make it. He definitely knows what he is doing.