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Like many of you, I’ve spent more hours inside of dive bars than I could ever keep track of. I’m not sure what it says about me but I’m definitely a Dive Bar Guy™ when it comes to choosing a bar. I am down to party at places like Tao or Club E11EVEN a few times a year but night after night, I’m choosing a dive bar.
I don’t think I can define one specific quality that every dive bar must have in order to fully be considered a dive bar outside of the lighting. For me, even if it’s the sunniest day of the year it needs to look like 2am when I walk into that bar in the middle of the afternoon. Blackout shades on the windows or no windows at all. If there’s enough sunlight in there so I can see the damage left from the night before that wasn’t cleaned up yet then it’s not a dive bar, in my humble opinion.
I was scrolling through Twitter this weekend and came across a friend sharing this thread from @picturesofdives, a Twitter account devoted to sharing pictures of dive bars. They asked followers what is ‘the one thing’ a bar has to have in order to truly be considered a dive.
Obviously, this answer is different for everyone but taking in totality it begins to paint a pretty clear picture of what constitutes a dive bar. Here are the best responses:
Danger.
— M.S. Evans (@SeaNettleInk) August 13, 2020
Meaning the Buds/Millers of the world and whatever regional (Genessee or Keystone Light) beers are available:
only pre-craft beer
— The American Caliban (@substitute) August 13, 2020
Even if you can’t smoke inside I need to see an ashtray in there so I know the bartender is smoking after hours when the doors are locked but nobody’s kicked out yet.
A pool table and/or the ability to smoke cigarettes
— randall meeks (@thekidjoeyk) August 13, 2020
Cigarette burns on the pool table is 100% dive
— Pictures of Dives (@picturesofdives) August 13, 2020
if guy fieri has visited it with tv cameras.
— Tony Westpy complete shiny dex for now (@tdarkhorse4) August 13, 2020
If you see this sign you know you’re in the right place.
A favorite Philly dive had a sign “Pool cues may not leave this room under any circumstances.”
— Chris Weiss (@chrisweiss_175) August 13, 2020
This is the right answer.
https://twitter.com/KrillTusk/status/1293722459666092034
There was a bar in the Upper East Side named ‘American Trash’ that used to sell ‘bottle service’ where they’d literally sell us a bottle of vodka for like $100 and me and the roommates would just go to town. So I’m not convinced this ‘expensive’ rule is universal.
https://twitter.com/probablyaweiser/status/1293715459615973384
You should be able to black out for less than 20 bucks
— Pictures of Dives (@picturesofdives) August 13, 2020
The jukebox also needs to have some horrible music options that the owner chose fully aware that nobody likes their music or wants to hear their crap.
jukebox, but not connected to the internet
— Erik Strobl 🦝 (@erikstrobl) August 13, 2020
And the t-shirts for sale need to be stained yellow from nicotine.
https://twitter.com/MoiraBridget/status/1293715117100564480
Boarded up windows pic.twitter.com/09drdy12Xd
— B. Vaughn (@brian_a_vaughn) August 13, 2020
People can smoke in there
— la befana🇵🇸 (@Sandinista412) August 13, 2020
Cash only is a good option:
https://twitter.com/auntkatie_b/status/1293716438201532416
Another feature I considered was some sort of unspoken social contract from the locals where they order a certain way or act a certain way with the surly bartender who loses their mind when someone new walks in and asks what they have on the menu.
https://twitter.com/SkylerMcKinley/status/1293716801373773824
Weird foods are a must-have. Pickled anything. Chips for dirt cheap. A free popcorn machine that’s never been cleaned before.
Pickled eggs
— King Hawkeye George (@HawkeyeGeorge) August 13, 2020
pool chlorine tablets instead of urinal cakes
— James Rambin (@jamesrambin) August 13, 2020
https://twitter.com/JP_TheEug/status/1293719223684997121
Poor construction is also a pretty crucial element. If the interior space was impeccable to begin with then there’s a solid chance it wouldn’t have become a dive bar.
Some type of deck/addition/doorway that's inexplicably 6" higher/lower than the main space – high enough to be a legit safety hazard, but too low for a step
— 🦡 Badger Tamer (@badg_er) August 13, 2020
I feel like a dive is a package deal: Stained wall-to-wall carpet, cheap drinks, no windows and smoke stained walls.
But, it there is one consistency, it’s that no one calls it its full name.
— April Down South (@AprilDownSouth) August 13, 2020
Like I said up at the top, a true dive bar isn’t defined by one single aspect. It’s the perfect harmony of all of these elements and a few wild cards that make a dive bar special. I need complete darkness in the middle of the day, bathrooms that haven’t been cleaned in six months, a bartender who has a limp that they won’t get checked out, some sort of dead/stuffed animal on the wall, a framed photograph of a regular who passed away at some point, ashtrays, no food for sale outside of pickled items in jars and bags of chips, and the list goes on and on.
You can click through on any of those tweets above to see the full Twitter thread and add your two cents, you can also find me on Twitter at @casspa anytime.