Location: 411 Gallatin Avenue
Type: Just about as dive-y as dive-y gets.
Special: $1 PBR/Bud Light draft and $2 Fat Tire draft on Tuesdays. Everyday $8 six-packs and no drafts over $2.25.
Jukebox: You know your parents’ CD collection? You know, the stack of greatest hits CDs they bought in 1994 in a fit of technological awe mixed with nostalgia for days gone by? Dino’s stole it and put it in their jukebox. Expect the hits of Journey, Ray Charles, Bob Marley, Merle Haggard, Molly Hatchet and every other band that makes you (or somebody near you) go “WOOOOOOOOOO!” Also mixed in is a Taylor Swift CD. Don’t ask us.
What’s The Crowd Like?: Old dudes that have lived in East Nashville before you’d ever want to live in East Nashville. Good ‘ol boys. Bro-dudes. Bipsters (Blue collar hipsters). It’s a helluva crowd.
Proximity to Public Transportation: Take the #56. You’ll eventually end up at the East Branch Library. When you get there, walk across the street and down a few blocks.
Parking: Typically East Nashville. There’s a parking lot… but good luck parking in it (or backing out of it, in Dino’s case). We parked at the paint store nearby and felt paranoid about whether or not we’d find our car where we left it and without a boot on one of the tires. Those PTSD flashbacks from parking in the wrong place at The Muse really harsh your buzz.
Friends, we’d love to be informing you about the East side’s buzziest new bar, No. 308, right now. We really would be. But, unfortunately for us all, when we rolled up to what is easily the classiest (read: only) cocktail establishment Gallatin Road has to offer, those assholes were closed! Who closes a bar on a Sunday evening? That’s prime drinking time! With no other options within walking distance, we went to Dino’s instead. For those of you unfamiliar with the original 5 Points dive, the staff will proudly proclaim that they have cornered the market as “a spot to get beer, eggs and smoke a cigarette at 6 a.m.”
When we wandered in off the street, the TV above the bar was tuned to an episode of 60 Minutes. Or maybe it was a really long commercial for 60 Minutes in the middle of the football game. We’re not really sure, as we’re neither football fans nor in the core demographic of decrepit CBS viewers who love Andy Rooney, but there’s something awfully telling about that particular tee-vee choice. Dino’s is a place where a handful of ancient regulars get together while schlub culture tourists like us appear every so often for cheap beer and cheaper thrills. There’s not a whole lot to the place, but the bartender is friendly in that very Southern way and you get your money’s worth. Plus, who doesn’t like drinking beer out of Mason jars? Put down the brandy snifters, you cretins.
To be honest, we don’t have the words to describe Dino’s. So, it’s a good thing that Caitlin Rose just released a video partially set there today. Just watch that, you’ll understand:
It’s not the swankiest bar in town (we suspect that their neighbors might be if they ever let us in), but it’s not bad.