Red Rock West Saloon (CLOSED)

Red Rock West could be Coyote Ugly’s truly ugly inbred cousin: It’s got the stench of stale beer, a clientele more into NASCAR than New York and tables (which, by the way, have no chairs) plastered with stickers bearing such clever sentiments as "if it has tits or wheels, it will give you problems." And they have the nerve to charge five bucks for a pint?