It is not a posh place. In fact its décor is rather tasteless and the service even more so.
Depending on the bartender the concoctions which may be served can be an adventure in themselves.
So it was with some trepidation that I asked Ken, the new guy, “Got any specials today?”
“Yes, I mix Pabst Blue Ribbon and Smirnoff Vodka.”
“What do you call it?”
“Well, Sir, I call it a ‘Pabst Smir’ !”