The mid-west is home to some of the most amazing dive bars you could ever hope to encounter. I’ve visited dives on the west coast, and a couple in Maui, but there is something special about the mid-west. You’ll find bars where a beer-can-ashtray is set next to the pack of cigarettes you set atop the bar, even though you’re in a non-smoking state. You’ll find bars with fifty cent draft specials poured into clear 10oz solo cups. You’ll find bars where the bartender looks as old as your great grandmother, but she cusses like a sailer and her ass looks better in blue jeans than your own.