Judy's Fireside Lounge

The fire never goes out at Judy's. While there is in fact a functional fireplace at the ancient Overland watering hole, in the scorching summer months a neon sign burns eternally above the cozy hearth tucked in the corner. Judy, the bar's namesake, died years ago, so the pints are now poured by her old business partner, Suzie. A crane operators' union and a benevolent motorcycle club called the Missouri Mules frequent the place. Everybody knows everybody. On Thanksgiving the regulars get together to deep-fry turkeys in the parking lot. Around Valentine's Day they stage a meat shoot, taking aim at targets with BB guns — inside the bar. There's shuffleboard, a couple of pool tables and a jukebox heavy on Johnny Cash and David Allan Coe. Judy's is everything a neighborhood bar should be: friendly, blue-collar and, of course, warm in the winter.