Bacaro

On Tuesday, Alex and I decided to brave the worst service in town (and possibly the country) to have happy hour at Bacaro on the west end of Pearl St. Luckily, the big waiter wasn't there, meaning we could actually order food, and possibly receive it, within the hour and a half we had left of happy hour. Ambitious, I know. Anywho, I had forgotten about the $3 glass of house champagne, and so had a couple of those. Alex had beer, but we both usually have a few of their outstanding house cocktails/martinis, which are a bargain at happy hour. Because of my gluten-free/dairy-free phase, we avoided the $2 ounces of chevre that we love, and the pear and arugula pizza. We instead ordered chicken skewers (which came with mashed potatoes!), grilled artichokes (yummy!), kalamata olives, and tuna tar tar (that's how they spell it). The service was pretty bad, as usual, and I was overcharged by one glass of champagne that I ordered but never received, but the food, like always, was delicious and affordable. You do truly need an hour and a half for happy hour because it's so slow, but if you've got the time, and are burned out on other places, it's a good bet. Plus, the patio is nice, and great for people watching in the summer.

Happy hour at Bacaro is 7 days a week until 6:30 pm.