Bar of the Week: Doghouse Saloon

Any Annex/Ruff Club/hipster-haters out there may want take a minute to eat your words. Beyond the stately doors and glossy-bricked facade that once housed gyrating eye candy decked out in fuschia spandex, you'll now find the stuff of frat boy wet dreams. The first sign that the Doghouse Saloon brings something new to the LES is its um, sign. Featuring a middle-aged office worker in a doghouse upon which a buxom blonde is chillaxing, it serves as a beacon to any Brother Jimmy's patrons who are taking the night off to slum it on the LES. Sure, now you're nostalgic for the days of shoulder-to-shoulder American Apparel ad fodder, but if eating words isn't your style, the Doghouse has hot dogs in abundance and they come gratis with any drink. For those in the business of free, happy hour (4-8pm) not only snags you the hot dog, but $1 off drinks and a chance to spin the Wheel of Shot (Buttery Nipple, anyone?). After a few beer-shot combos you'll want to pass on the pool and skee ball for the most rarified of ancient Greek games--beer pong. It's a bit hush-hush, but ask at the bar, and you shall receive. If your eyes need rest from focusing on those elusive plastic cups, ten TVs playing non-stop sporty delights await. Various theme nights with Guitar Hero, margaritas, and bikini-clad girls bouncing on trampolines ensure that even Moby will probably end up making the Doghouse a late night haunt after closing up shop at Teany.