Maple Leaf Tavern

I spent the better part of my early 20’s here in the late 90’s. My friends and I came for the karaōke on Friday nights with Kim, but ended up staying for the staff and regulars. We could go and drink for cheap and never had to worry about getting hurt or taken advantage of. At what other bar would the owner drive a drunk girl home just so she would make it safe? I made life long friends at The Leaf, and, some times, I miss it.

This is the KING of dive bars and a place to experience the dark corners of existence.
Really cheap beer!
The last time we went, it was midday and people were passed out with their heads on the tables. The rest of the patrons were watching Judge Judy!
It’s a sad, sad place, but that’s what makes it endearing.

I’ve been to this «establishment» once in my life and that is once too many.
I went with 2 friends and had a pitcher, I think the selection was between swill and recycled on tap. There was a woman passed out in vomit at a table in the corner, couple of toothless old men at the bar and wrestling on the a couple of big screens.
There’s a sign outside that proclaims they have karaōke, though I wouldn’t attend I could only imagine the travesty of slurred Conway Twitty and Loretta Young that would be.
At one point the bartender switched the station to hardcore porn and yelled «It ain’t wrassling boys but sure is full contact»
We finished our beers in an attempt of silence and left.
Well at least the beer was really, really cheap.