If Pete's bartending, every girl that walks into this place gets a rose. And possibly a free Alabama Slammer shot. So this joint's got class, but only to a certain point. Spend enough time here and it just starts to feel like your grandpa's basement, with old posters, football helmets lining the walls and an old-timer getting you bombed behind the bar. The joint hasn't changed an ounce in the last couple decades, but that's what makes it so charming.