If you find Pier 1 decorations to be classy, imagine an entire bar in Pier 1 motif, circa 1971. It’s a great place to have an affair, that is, if your night vision is good enough to recognize the gender of anyone in there. If such a trivial thing doesn’t matter to you, you’re even better off.
This is where people of all ages, cultures, and economic stations come to make horrible decisions, and to get their parking validated. If you win, take your loot to one of the remaining bars on this list and further contribute to your delinquency. If you lose, well, you’re among peers.
It all starts with the complimentary "Welcome to Hamtramck" shot of Jezynowka and ends with you attempting to steal a bike you thought was yours even though you don’t own one – and with all manner of freak show in between. There is nary a dull moment at the Whiskey, even if it’s just you and the bartender.
The chances of leaving Danny’s Irish Pub (affectionately known as the DIP) with any remaining motor skills is highly unlikely. The likelihood of getting punched for selecting a lame song on the jukebox, on the other hand, is high. This place is blotto supreme: Leave it to the professionals.