With its blacked out windows and derelict vibe from the outside, if it wasn’t so awesome, you might never know about it. But you do know about it, a) because we told you, and b) because you love their tiki cocktails, the late night party vibes and their crispy fried chicken.

Inside, there’s a room of kitsch diner style booths where people dig into the cheap ass bar food, which is as good as you’ll get anywhere in town. Contrary to the dive bar appearance (arcade games, etc), the kitchen here is headed up by chef Stephen Tanner, formerly of Egg and Pies ’n’ Thighs, making him virtually a Brooklyn food god.

The main area is packed with random shit (mounted fish, card board cut outs, a TV screen playing Heathers), and occasionally turns into a dance floor when it kicks off at the weekend. Out back is a shanty town style garden where people light up in front of ‘no smoking’ signs. It gets pretty wild in here. There’s a hand mirror tied to a chain in the loos to give you an idea. Get involved. Get the frozen Pina Colada, Margarita, Mojito…whatever they’ve got. Get the t-shirt (quite literally).