Ring O' Bells

You'll find the Ring O' Bells tucked right on King Street, where the city's still got character despite the chain creep. It's the kind of place where regulars prop up the bar like they own it, and you don't feel weird nursing a pint alone on a Tuesday. The vibe is straightforwardly unpretentious—dark wood, the sort of lighting that doesn't assault your eyes, and the kind of ale selection that suggests someone actually cares about what's being poured. Food-wise, it's proper pub fare done right: nothing trying too hard, just the stuff that makes sense with a drink in hand. Prices won't make you wince either, which counts for something on this stretch of town.