The first time you invite friends to Busty’s, you might be met with raised eyebrows. Busty’s is not a strip club. It’s no off-brand Hooters either. Busty’s is “always on the way home,” the kind of bar that’s just as likely to be packed any day of the week. The neighborhood-dive-meets-Seventies-blockbuster has panache for all with cherry-red booths, tastefully framed Playboy prints, and a classic convertible suspended from the ceiling. Within their wood-paneled walls, exceptional table service, Fifties-inspired snacks, and classic drink offerings collide like a tattooed waitress in go-go boots and a feather boa – that is, with surprisingly cohesive flair.
photo by Catherine Davis
