I don’t recommend this place. The Bar’s management opposes any display of affectionate behavior among the patrons. To wit, my buddy was asked by the management to stop giving me a foot rub (the sneakers were off but the socks remained on). It should be noted that this is not an upscale establishment where more discreet conduct would be expected. It is, rather, a no-frills, casual attire, smallish neighborhood gay bar. So, after we finished our drinks and were on our way out of the bar, I stopped before the exit and confronted the apparently not-so-intelligent, middle aged, heavy set, Irish looking door person who followed up on the request made to my buddy by a bar hand. I told him that he has a bad attitude. His response was that “this is a sports bar.” Presumably, his concept of a sports bar is one that should be patronized only by heterosexual males whose sole purpose is to watch and discuss sports. I told him how incredibly ridiculous and out-of-touch with reality his comment was, that my buddy’s and my behavior was benign compared to other acts of affection commonly engaged in by patrons in gay bars, that his bad attitude does not make business sense (not only losing my business but that of friends who would meet me there) and that we will never patronize that bar again.
