When we strolled into this endearingly tacky Latino holdout tucked into a gentrifying residential block, a tipsy twentysomething swiveled his stool our way, raised his hands to the sky and gleefully announced to the four other people in the place: “Finally! You’re here.” It was drunk talk all right, but this stranger summed up exactly how this bewitching bar makes you feel: as if it’s been waiting for you to become a regular all these years.
|Venue name:||Nilda’s Place||Contact:|
1858 W Iowa St
|Cross street:||at Wolcott Ave|
|Transport:||El stop: Blue to Division. Bus: 9, 50, 66.|
|Price:||Average beer: $2|