Ditto to the Yelpers who wrote how charming, friendly, and fun Dawin's Theory is. Â When we were there, some Marines were drining their way through a bottle of a "Mystery Shot" liquor, just so they could find out which of them (if any) guessed what brand of booze it was. Â (No one did.)
Intimate, not to say cramped seating; this place could get jammed in a hurry. Â That's ok - we're all friends here (or will be soon). Â
Friendly barkeep who slings well-made drinks, as long as you don't get too fancy or froufrou. Â Keep your apple-tinis in the Lower 48.
Smokers note that the smoking area is a bench in front of the bar, and that you can't bring your drink there, so it's not a real optimum setup. Â (Unless you are a rabid anti-smoker, and enjoy seeing them suffer, in which case it's fine.)
Tiny little dive bar downtown. Â Probably only seats about 30 people (somewhat uncomfortably...) Had quite possibly the most horrible mixed drink I've had in my life there, but didn't complain because the very cute bartender was generous with the booze. Â I also loved that they had Lambic and Samuel Smith's, so all was forgiven. Â
Fabuloulsy clean bathroom for a dive bar. Â Major points for that. Â Free popcorn. Â Quiet enough for a conversation. Â Kind of a granola kinda place. Â Mostly retro 70's rock in the background, one TV. Â No bums and no kids. Â Darwin's is A-OK.