Nobody likes to have the bar raised on them, but that's doubly true if they live above a bar, as then it's hard enough just to raise yourself every morning. Nonetheless, the longtime Village residents opening The Goodwin are content to live atop their new tavern because it's just so good-looking: a front bar lined with plush banquettes & license plates discovered in the cellar, and a stunning rear ("The Grange") with a huge garden window, rafters that run through a mirrored ceiling, and light fixtures made from piping. With a beer/wine/sake program from a vet of The Lion, locals can while away their day consuming various carafes of vino, plus bottles of Abita, Lagunitas, and Lindeman's, whose Apple won't do as much as an Adam's to convince people you aren't a total girl. Because nobody gets more peckish than a farmer (chicken joke!), down-home snacks include charcuterie plates w/ Mangalitsa pig, beef jerky, slow-roasted pork shoulder "Pigs in a Blanket", and the "The Vegetable Experience", which, unlike The Jimi Hendrix Experience, won't feature any Little Wings. And while mysteriously named large plates like "The Goodwin Chicken" will soon be appearing in back, larger appetites will have to be slaked for now by house-blend burgers w/ smoked onions & Cotswold cheddar, or sandwiches like the "Rich Boy", a po' boy riff smothering tempura mussels, oysters, clams & chorizo with spicy pork gravy on a pretzel hero, greatly reducing the chance that those who eat it can live above anything.