We – and apparently our readers, who've given this new joint a well-deserved three awards this year – seriously dig this year-old establishment’s sticky-floor aesthetic and convivial vibes. The room is dark, the music is hot, and friendly barkeeps keep the margaritas and the Two Steps flowing. But what gladdens our hearts the most are the ranges of ages and faces gathering to groove on everything from bluegrass to punk. Conjunto Sundays are our fave, when tatted hipsters in Bettie Page bangs are squired around the dance floor by senior señors. Eastside forever, y'all.
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