Banners is a surprisingly great neighborhood bar
I must admit, I did not have high expectations for Banners (1401 Decatur Street).
Going in, I thought the new Locust Point bar would be another one of those middle-of-the-road neighborhood spots. Boy was I wrong.
When a few friends and I dropped by Banners on a recent Saturday night, it was packed tight with people. I think it must have been somebody's birthday party, which explains the big crowd.
A middle-aged man who I took to be the owner stood inside near the door, looked us in the eye and shook our hands as we walked in. I don't think I've ever had that happen at a bar before ...
Here's another shocker: Despite all the other people there, the bartenders singled us out and asked us what we wanted right off the bat. They were on their game that night. Well, maybe I should put a little asterisk at the end of that sentence.
When one of my friends ordered a vodka soda, she got a glass filled with vodka and Coke. Hee hee. Rather than protest, she ordered something else.
Draft domestics were only a couple bucks, and came in big glass mugs (the best way to drink beer, methinks).
Inside, Banners looks like your average corner bar. It's long and narrow, with a bar that stretches about halfway back along the left side. A few flat screens are affixed to the wall behind the bar.
There are also some beer signs on the wall, as well as a photo of a young soldier, with, oddly enough, a toilet seat hanging over it. The toilet seat appears to be signed by his family and friends.
Since we were in the middle of a bar crawl, we only stayed for one round. But after seeing how surprisingly welcoming Banners was, I'll definitely be back.
(Top photo by me. Bottom photo by Shankman)