If you're hoping to avoid the questionable denizens of NW 23rd on a weekend night (I'm looking at you, fair-weather suburbanites), you're not going to get much more real than Nob Hill. It was here long before you were a gleam in the milkman's eye, and to this day still specializes in good greasy cheeseburgers and tots, a solid beer collection, and liquor drinks poured with an eye toward strength. A popular happy hour features $3 wells, Monday taco night (yessss), and the atmosphere is both convivial and rambunctious without being douchey. (Looking at you again, fancy creeps.) WM. STEVEN HUMPHREY