Unlike many of Brooklyn’s yesteryear-themed dive bars, the life preservers and nautical touches really do date back to the height of the Heights’ waterfront era.
This place doesn't have taps. They serve bottled beer (and water!) out of coolers. Come on Saturday nights for hilarious group karaoke, but don't come sober.
There is no truth to the rumor that Jim Lee has constructed covert catacombs leading from the phone booth to his wood lathe in the Hook. None whatsoever. That is all. Please return to your Karoake.