Nick’s Beer Garden

The rumble of the train drowns out your conversation in the beer garden every five minutes, but that’s a small price to pay for a laid-back day sipping beer in the sun. Servers are attentive, and the crowd outside is pretty chill—the only shit-talking going on is at the Golden Tee or at the pool table. That is, until the rest of the neighborhood’s bars close at 2 and the line outside waiting to get in gets unruly.