418 W 9th St.
Kansas City, Mo.
Dirty and dank, this place has all the charm of its Plaza counterpart, which is none. But the food is just as good, and it’s a little bigger (but not much). This crowd is eclectic covering the scene from overly paid white-collar preppy stuck-in-the-80s people to homeless guys cashing in their daily
collected change for a Hamms. Or PBR. Or Schlitz. In a can.