MyBar

A couple of months ago I wound up at MyBar on Hwy 6. I've passed by this place hundreds of times but never stopped in until an after movie date brought me here. It was a slow night as evidenced by only a handful of people present. They were an older, more redneck type which brought to mind the legendary, rural, roadside juke where everyone knew everyone. That thought quickly disappeared when someone set the jukebox to play club and rap music then I remembered I was still in the middle of metropolis!