As if that wasn’t enough, the bar has a regular everyone calls “Music Man.” He didn’t want his photo taken because apparently the police had another name for him, “Wanted.” But the cool thing was, he used his cash to fill the jukebox with boss tunes that kept everyone around the bar doing The Hustle.
During my visit, the cherry on top was the free mint I got with every beer I purchased. Then I started to notice I was the only one getting a mint and came to the realization that my garlicky souvlaki dinner might have been coming back to haunt me.