An extract from A Brooklyn Bar For All Reasons.

A favorite location of local college students that look like they sneaked in with fake ids. Among period portraits displayed is one of local newspaperman/poet Walt Whitman. A zinc bar, plank floors, enameled walls salvaged from an upstate butcher, wooden booths and fireplace all add up to a warm, inviting temporary respite from the tumult of our present era. The evident care and attention to detail extend to the drink offerings, and both the oysters and turkey leg sandwich earn their reputations as first-rate. No television, no nonsense, and the music can range from country to soul to jump blues.