I have, embarrassingly enough, been coming here for many years. Perfectly located, from a geographic perspective, to be named the Last Chance.
The joint is the quintessential dive bar. The air hangs heavy with the stench of many Marlboros past and reeks of bad decisions, unsafe sex, fist fights, sweat, leather, blood, tears, canned domestic beers, plastic drinkwear, cheap gin, and sawdust.
Appropriately priced, and replete with a package store, this is the perfect stop for a coldy (decide before you drive) and a chat to make your self esteem soar before or after heading to the Keys.
Cabeza OUT!
This is an essential stop on the US1 stretch!
Dark enough that you need to pull your sunglasses down, sticky enough that you have to pick your feet up, and as broken-in as your favorite catchers mitt. Its a great start to a vacation or weekend in the Florida Keys; with cold beer and "old Florida" characters straight from a novel.
One more for the road!
I don't know how else to say this but, I F$!%#NG LOVE THIS PLACE!!! Â Ever since I was in college this has always been a mandatory stop on my way to the Keys and my wife and I keep that tradition alive.
What's not to like? Â Nice people, cold and cheap beer and a package store to pick up your last minute beers, booze and snacks.
Several locals and regulars cycle in and out while you're there and it's a dive.
I've always met nice people ready to share a story and a laugh when here.
The bathroom needs work, the floor needs cleaning and the lights could stand to be changed, but hey, if they did all that it wouldn't be The Last Chance!
Is it odd that I feel so at home in dirty, dank, smoke-filled liquor dens? Cuz I do.
I freakin' love joints like this one. It was love at first sight when we strolled into this roadside standard on the way to the Keys. Fresh-faced Miamians, I can't say we fit in with the clientele (of which there was only one), but I felt totally comfortable nonetheless.
The bartender was very cool, and immediately came to help us in the package store part of the place. We picked up some beer (cheap!), and I perused the selection and various witticisms hung on the walls. I was bummed we had to leave and couldn't sit to imbibe.
Seedy. Smelly. Spectacular!
After a high-speed romp in my jeep through the potholed dirt roads that connect palm dr with card sound road (where I spotted a huge blue heron) I topped off my afternoon with the obligatory 3-beer warm up at the last chance. Â Â Much like Fox's it is the ultimate throwback....old florida style. Â The song "Gator Country" by Molly Hatchet always comes to mind, here.....wonder if the Skeeter makes his own moonshine...a constant reminder that G.C. is still alive and kicking even BEFORE you hit the stretch.....today the owner got a little bit stiff and the bartender who I'm assuming is his wife asks him...."Hey how 'bout we set up a lunch buffet this easter?"..."A WHAAATTT" in his drunken stupurious state..."A BUFFET THIS EASTER!" Â "how much we charging?" "Nothing.. it's the same 50$ you pay me every damn easter"....then he starts off a discussion on blue pill alternative and swiping free samples in the mail....bartender says "I'm always polite when I kick out a customer...I just point them to the door"..patron says "get the f** out! Â Is that polite enough?"....hope to be there again for 3-beer warm up again!
Review Source:I have been stopping at the LCB since 1981 and it hasn't changed much - exept for the damage Andrew inflicted in the 90's.  When Andrew hit as a Cat 5 hurricane there where 200+ people inside drinking and having the time of thier life.  Several businesses nearby (Taco Bell  and McD's) were almost leveled but there was not much damage at the LCB.... God protects children and idiots!
It does look a little seedy but every visit has been great. The have cold beer, plenty of games, pool tables and a package store attached to the bar. Â This way you can get a styrofoam cooler and load it with beer for the rideto Key West.
Highly recommend this dive !!
The is the last bar before you get on the 18-mile stretch to the Keys. Â It looks very sketchy from the outside and the parking lot is usually full of Harleys and pickup trucks, but everyone has always been very friendly when I have been in there. Â Just a good ole dive with cheap cold beer!
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