Many dive-bar fans shed a tear or two when Tuman's Alcoholic Abuse Center closed its doors in 2002. Sure, the bathrooms were so disgusting you peed twice and ate salt before heading out, and of course your bottom got sore after hours of sitting on empty kegs pulled up to makeshift plywood tables. But the beer was so cheap you wondered how it stayed in business, and the clientele was so laid back you wondered why you bothered to put on a clean shirt. It was a dive bar that other dive bars aspired to be like, complete with vintage 1997 Golden Tee and a rock and blues jukebox full of pure gold.

Fortunately for you and your frugal-minded friends, Tuman's is back in business. While it may be a little glossier, a little more "yuppied-up" and a pinch more expensive, Tuman's still has the heart of a dive bar. Purchased by a previous patron loyal to the concept, it retains the good qualities like ridiculously cheap beer ($3 drafts of Guinness) and loses the bad ones like the foul toilets. When you're not looking to impress a date, there's not better place to hang than a clean dive bar.