Description: There’s not much light inside this tiny corner bar, all the better to hide the thin film of filth covering the floor.
When you’re tired of $12, strawberry-flavored drinks at glittering lounges, Mars Bar gives you the polar opposite. There’s a rare jukebox geared toward their regular punk crowd, but it’s also speckled with a few indie and mainstream bands – whatever suits your mood. Beers are a little under $5, while mixed drinks are a little more. Don’t be surprised, though, if you have a hell of a hangover when you choose liquor over beer…they don’t exactly use the highest quality alcohol. No Grey Goose here.
To absorb the alcohol swirling in your stomach, there’re candy machines filled with M&M’s and nuts. You won’t even taste how stale they are, because at these drink prices, you’ll be too far gone.
For a true adventure, wander into one of the two bathrooms, sometimes seen as the entrances to hell. Even a frat house doesn’t have as much grime or as many unrecognizable substances on the walls. Ladies, bring your own toilet paper. You’ll need it.
Oh, and don’t be afraid of the…um, how should I put this…regulars passed out on the bar who wake up every now and then and try to pick a fight. Just look straight ahead and act like you belong there.
After being surrounded by mohawks, spiked hair, and hardcore kids, you might even leave humming a different tune than the new Britney Spears song, maybe something just a little harder.
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