Est. 1996 | Downtown
The only place where you can find rock shows, slam poetry, and chess
Its name is Houston spelled backwards, and that’s about the only thing that makes sense at this oddball, sketchy in-a-fantastic-way watering hole. To enter, you’ll need to look past the giant neon Clark’s clothing store and make your way inside for a night o’ fun. Slam poetry, underground rock shows, and “inspired” art installations are just some of the shenanigans going down on any given night. Buy cheap booze and be really nice (ie, tip well and be chill), and the bartenders may even let you smoke inside.