From Rhode Island Monthly /January 2016 /Our Favorite Places in Rhode Island
A classic dive bar draws the true connoisseur.
By Ellen Welty
It looks like a little concrete box someone dumped off on a side street. If a glamorous person ever entered it by mistake, he or she would take one look at the patrons — and the jar of pickled eggs that’s sometimes on the bar — and run away, screaming. It’s a bar for the rest of us. No matter our age or day job, we — and our dog — are welcome. Last Kentucky Derby Day, white-haired women in somewhat fancy hats watched the race at the bar, while young dudes played pool, a professorial-type puffed on an e-cigarette contemplatively, and the great, great jukebox sent tunes to every corner of the room. Some nights, there’s live music.
Once, as a four-member band belted out Sam Cooke’s “Living in a Fool’s Paradise," I noticed that the trombonist was very pregnant. When she played an extended solo, I thought, “Man, her baby’s going to have amazing pipes.”
I love it at Nick-a-Nee’s, and I don’t even drink anymore.
See the article on line: Rhode Island Monthly
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We've known this all along. But it's always great when "outsiders" recognize one of the great places you can find in the Jewelry District. Congratulations, Nick-a-Nee's!
Rhode Island Monthly didn't mention it, but Nick-a-Nee's is a member of the JDA.
A classic dive bar draws the true connoisseur.
By Ellen Welty
It looks like a little concrete box someone dumped off on a side street. If a glamorous person ever entered it by mistake, he or she would take one look at the patrons — and the jar of pickled eggs that’s sometimes on the bar — and run away, screaming. It’s a bar for the rest of us. No matter our age or day job, we — and our dog — are welcome. Last Kentucky Derby Day, white-haired women in somewhat fancy hats watched the race at the bar, while young dudes played pool, a professorial-type puffed on an e-cigarette contemplatively, and the great, great jukebox sent tunes to every corner of the room. Some nights, there’s live music.
Once, as a four-member band belted out Sam Cooke’s “Living in a Fool’s Paradise," I noticed that the trombonist was very pregnant. When she played an extended solo, I thought, “Man, her baby’s going to have amazing pipes.”
I love it at Nick-a-Nee’s, and I don’t even drink anymore.
See the article on line: Rhode Island Monthly
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We've known this all along. But it's always great when "outsiders" recognize one of the great places you can find in the Jewelry District. Congratulations, Nick-a-Nee's!
Rhode Island Monthly didn't mention it, but Nick-a-Nee's is a member of the JDA.
Nick-a-Nee's, Alex Gagne.
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