This past weekend my sisters were in town visiting and so we of course hit a bunch of bars and tore up the roads in between. 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 don’t have any before photos because I went there, twice, 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 this is what it looks like now…
If you do go, I highly recommend the Moscow Mule. I think what makes it special is the copper cup – which would most likely be why the ones I make at home never turn out as good 🙂 Also, have the bearded bartender make it. He definitely knows what he is doing.