Commodore hasn’t been around for decades, but it sure as hell feels like it. Complete with a 1980s television playing weird pulpy films in the corner, floors caked with hipster grime, cheap beer and horrible bathrooms, it fits all of the major dive bar criteria. The low-slung booths get packed in the early evening with twentysomethings, but the bar’s high leather chairs are the place to spend a few hours drinking amaretto-topped Piña Coladas and eating plates of fried chicken, the latter of which is a very important indulgence here. Do not leave without ordering some. Repeat: Do not leave without ordering the fried chicken.
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MONDAY - FRIDAY: 4 P.M. - 4 A.M. | SATURDAY - SUNDAY: 11 A.M. - 4 A.M.
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