Glenforest Tavern

Cheap drinks, buxom owner, great jukebox, no food. Much friendlier than it appears at first glance. Tough on-​street parking (but within walking distance from my house). Last time I was there, the owner pulled the plug on my jukebox selection, and I haven’t been back since. You know what they say about Irish Alzheimer’s: forget everything but the grudge.
Might be back, but probably won’t. At least not for a while. But you might dig it. Go during daylight and grab lunch from the EXCELLENT Mano’s Pizza next door or the OK Chinese place across the street. A couple of TVs tuned to sports, a movie or – if you’re early enough — «The Price Is Right.»
Crowd mainly middle-​aged to old rummies and a few female friends of the owner, who probably did me a favor one day when, indicating the crowd, said: «Take a look at your future.»
So … my relationship with this place is, let’s just say, complicated. Cheers!