Pike Place Bar & Grill - You don't come here for the food. If you are anything like us, you come here when the sausage shop is closed, when the soul food stand is closed, when all the cheaper stalls have locked up for the night and fine dining is not in this week's budget. You come here for happy hour, $3 microbrews and $4 bar food, in an atmosphere both divey and picturesque, looking out over the public market sign bedecked in Christmas finery, it's bright pink neon pigs ablaze. You order 2 Maritime hefeweizens that turn into four. You get the shrimp cocktail that involves a mound of surprisingly small shrimp, but before you can be disappointed you taste the cocktail sauce, redolent of horseradish, and smile. You get the mussels and clams steamed in white wine and butter and pay $1.75 extra for garlic bread to soak up the sauce. You make a rule never to order mussels and clams again if you can't fix a purveyor of the bivalves in your sites; You've been burned before. But not here. Not here staring directly down into Pure Fish, not here, right over Jack's Fish Spot. Here the shellfish are fresh and garlicky and you lap them up. You order mozzarella sticks, because you can. You know they come straight from a box in the freezer, but you don't care as you munch on their deep fried goodness and think of county fairs on the East Coast. You don't come here for the food, but it's still pretty good, and it only costs the two of you $25.
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