Backyard Pub is a fine place to get cocked.
The brews flow freely, the bartenders are stellar, and the chicken wings poop on the Beechmont's. Just ask Tex.
Best enjoyed on a typical weeknight, in which most normal humans do not have the desire to get shitfaced. My matey & I left there in such high spirits, we were quite literally falling down with glee. One might think it was merely the amount of alcohol in our respective bloodstreams, but I daresay the atmosphere played a significant role.
Get fucked up at the Backyard Pub. That is an order mister.
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