5 stars if you’re genuinely seeking a true dive bar. This means the bar is a dive, not a venue with a dive bar veneer that has a business plan stating its target audience consists of young, hip single people. For a bit more clarity, there are two parking spaces, and one is reserved for PeeWee. You’re not welcome. So, think about what you’re getting yourself into. Went in with a few friends a few years ago and ordered simple domestic beers– Miller, Budweiser, and Sam Adams. The bartender says«Sure», bends over and cracks open three bud light cans. There was one other patron in the bar, a weathered fellow guarding his place at the pool table, in case anyone had any money they felt like losing. In the corner is an adhoc bathroom, which is a corner boxed in by particle wood and plastered in porn. It’s fun in an uncomfortable way. I love it. Five stars.