I used to drive by the Naco as a young man and always thought it had a nice and seedy allure. Later in life, when i started law school, i studied there more than once. The bar itself is pathetic because it’s beer in bottles and cans only. It suffices to say that El Naco was always a fall-back to the more sanitary Tango Room down the road. Its redeeming factor is that business is generally slow during daylight and early evening hours. The hosts tell me that it gets pretty wild on Saturday nights. I can’t vouch for that because I’ve never been there on a Saturday. Speaking of the hosts… they are former ficheras who didn’t get the memo that early retirement is sometimes the way to go.