It's a bird! It's a plane! It’s Superbar! $2 PBR's? Check. $4 liquor? Check. $1 Friday night dinners? Check, please! Hotti Biscotti is a penny pincher's dream. But don't come here if you’re picky. You eat whatever they're serving. On Fridays it's what the owner, Liane Torcoletti, feels like making at her stove behind the bar, and one of her friends does the cooking on Saturdays. The staff at hand determines the food every other night, ordering pizza whenever they feel lazy. None of the dinners exceeds $4.

After opening in 2000 as a non-smoking coffee and pastry shop, Hotti Biscotti eventually caved to cater to a posse of regulars who begged to puff on cigs inside during their five-hour visits. Today the place barely resembles what it once was.

Wednesdays play host to open mic night, one of the bar’s most popular events. Saturdays get you a hearty, home-cooked meal like lasagna or beef stew, followed by an independent movie projected onto a giant back wall, capped off with a live band performance at the end of the evening. If you're just looking to hang out, go grab a board game from the cooler. Yes, the cooler up front (no longer working) is home to a host of goodies, from Scrabble to The Old Man and The Sea. Come back for Sunday brunch to try Torcoletti's famous hash browns and French toast, topped off with a milkshake on the side. Now that’s a home-style meal.

Centerstage Reviewer: Emily Fiffer