Despite your penchant for saketinis and lattice-crusted finger foods, sometimes you just want to pull up a barstool next to Crazy Fred and settle into your neighborhood hole-in-the-wall for some honest drinking and hard-knocks wisdom about how dragons are born. Fortunately, we live in a town with no shortage of either dive bars, or crazy dudes named Fred. But which ones are worth the sawdust on the floor? Here are five of the Hub's most classic bars (sadly, minus TC's. We miss you, TC's.) best at serving booze and regret:
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The Cantab Lounge 738 Massachusetts Ave, Central Square A study in contrasts, this two-bar, two-stage (one up, one down) C2 institution could be the only place in the Hub where you can do an 8a shot of Jack, spend the day drinking with townies, and then cap the evening off with an open mic poetry slam.
Sligo Pub 237A Elm St, Davis Square Peddling cheap beer and a jukebox stocked with a$$-kicking rock, every surface of this Davis Square dive's been carved up with whatever sharp object patrons can get their hands on; one bar-top message even proclaims a deep affection for bacon. Plan to slam a dozen $2.50 PBRs while talking openly about your feelings.
Sullivan’s Tap 168 ½ Canal St, near The Garden Don your finest Marchand jersey and enjoy the blue collar bear hug that is Sully’s. Not only is it “Where Real Fans Meet”, but it also boasts the “Longest Bar in Boston” and packs everything -- as in, two pool tables, two pop-a-shot hoops, and five arcade games!!! -- into a narrow, neon-lit hall. Oh, yeah: they also sling $3 'gansett tallboys.
Croke Park/Whitey’s 268 West Broadway, South Boston Assuming you muster the courage to step into one of Boston’s most notorious dives, you'll be rewarded with strong booze, free pool, and just enough dim lighting to not accidentally look a local in the eye showcase all the graffiti. With no sign out front, keep said eyes peeled for an unassuming Kelly green facade dotted with two tiny windows.
The Tam 222 Tremont St, Theater District While folks at the Tam like to think of it as the bar time forgot, the only thing being forgotten after a night of drinking there is your name. Best/worst dive bar feature: no door to the men’s room. As in at all. Transparency is the word of the day.