It's a cultural landmark and a tourist attraction, owing its striking curved floor to a long history of seismic activity since opening. Read more.
It's like a dinner club sprung out of the '70s and redecorated in the late '90s, but you can still remember the days when Emeryville was less Ikea and loft apartments, and more rum runners. Read more.
The happy-hour drinks are cheap, but there’s also a full craft cocktail list, with some elaborate takes on hot chocolate and apple cider, and a taco truck parked outside a few nights a week. Read more.
People love to stick ticket stubs, money, business cards, and other ephemera to the wall, perhaps after a crazy-cheap steak and a few rounds of songs accompanied by Dibble himself. Read more.
It’s been serving a steady stream of heavy drinking locals for long and all the random tickets and crap stapled and stuck to the wall and ceiling are like a geological record of filth and drunkenness. Read more.
The White Horse claims to be America’s longest continuously operating gay bar, with a fuzzy opening date that probably happened during Prohibition. Read more.
It's technically a restaurant, but there's a bar for throwing one back, perhaps with a plate of their famous fried zucchini. Read more.
