Came here on a Saturday Night with my girlfriend anticipating the worst, based on the reviews, a bunch of old losers with no personal hygiene. The place was far from that. Seemed like any other bar that attracts a blue collar crowd. Of course, there were some weirdos and some soprano wannabes, but there are strange people at every bar and it is Brooklyn after all. The bar only serves Coors Light in 7 oz bottles, which is strange, but you can get a bucket of 8 of those for $9. Jukebox has a nice variety and bathrooms are in decent shape.