5/5 Jessica B. 1 year ago on Google
It’s
not
a
night
out,
but
a
religious
experience.
Welcome
to
The
Dirt
Church,
Mecca
of
all
dive
bars,
ambience
and
vibes
that
you
cannot
buy
or
cultivate
in
a
hurry.
Singlehandedly
keeping
the
last
Golden
Tee
Machine
Alive.
Home
to
such
famous
patrons
as
“Baltimore
lean”
“hey
I’m
gonna
need
to
run
a
tab”
and
people
that
don’t
ask
for
their
pour
to
be
heavy
(bc
it
just
is).
CASH
ONLY
(and
don’t
you
want
it
that
way?
not
a
place
for
credit
cards
to
be
whipped
out
for
many
reasons).
Bar
manager
and
bartender
Chloe
is
a
life
story
of
tattoos,
jokes,
and
roasts
(if
you
dare
to
cross
her).
Drinks
have
been
invented
and
consumed
in
this
place
that
you
will
never
see
the
likes
of
anywhere
else.
If
at
any
point
in
your
evening
you
need
a
sign,
or
doubt
your
higher
purpose
or
existence,
just
look
up
and
see
God.
Prices
are
too
reasonable
for
the
amount
of
people
watching
and
whimsy
you
will
download.
Expect
to
make
some
lifelong
friends
as
long
as
they
accept
you
(be
cool
but
without
trying).
It’s
not
fancy
but
it
is
sophisticated
in
its
way;
the
height
of
dive
bar
culture
lives
here
and
I
urge
you
to
take
part
in
its
mystique
before
the
neighborhood
Americana
ritual
of
sitting
on
a
stool
drinking
alcohol
and
getting
your
problems
off
your
chest
(without
a
corporate
logo
up
charging
you)
disappears
forever.
Note
:
some
of
the
bartenders
dance
and
sing.
For
FREE.
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