Teaching kids in the inner city can be a tough beat, unless you're Tom Berenger, in which case the only tough beat is the one you're giving to Marc Anthony with a stapler. For a spot born from a stint in gangster's paradise, check out Rose Wine Pub.
Helmed by a grade school counselor whose tough inner-city assignment led her to develop a deep passion for the vine, Rose boasts a comfortably rustic interior with exposed beams and ducts, an L-shaped stone bar, reclaimed floor paneling from a barn, and cabinetry lumber from a historic '20s home, all contributing to an inviting feel that'll help further their credo of "make[ing] wine accessible to everyone", though you must be as tall as the historic cabinetry to ride. The vino list's full of international small production vineyards, and broken down into approachable/kooky categories (from "Fun & Interesting Whites", to "Adventurous Reds"), with standouts including "Old Vines" Zin from Dry Creek's Gnaughty Vines, "Innocent Bystander" pink Muscato from Australia, and the Sicilian blend "Anthilia" from Italy's Donnafugata, a wine you won't be able to fugata 'bout. For those seeking solids, they're slinging classic 10" flatbreads (from a traditional Margarita, to a fontana/cremini & shiitake mushroom Funghi), pressed paninis on rosemary/garlic-infused foccacia (like a Tomato & Prosciutto w/ marinara dipping sauce), and starters from a truffle-oiled mac n' cheese, to pitas stuffed with feta/honey/taziki and dubbed "Feta-ishes", though you'll probably have to take out your ball gag to get 'em down.
Should you be struck with suds-lust mid-meal, they've also got six taps pouring the likes of Yeti Imperial Stout and Mama's Little Yella Pils -- though mention you're interested in obtaining the latter too loudly, and you're liable to be rolled out the window.