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Despite being located just a Manolo Blahnik's throw from the bustle, hustle, and flow of Ocean Drive and Lincoln Road, Joe Allen is more about grits than glitz. The square dining room with a long bar at the entrance is comfortable and casual rather than intimidating... and designed to within an inch of its life -- a study in cool grays and warm dark woods with an American bistro feel. The food is similarly bistrolike, including all of your hearty, comforting favorites: thick, juicy burgers; a big slab of meat loaf with mashed potatoes and gravy; tender sautéed calf's liver with more mashers; skirt steak with tangy chimichurri. The kitchen also turns out an excellent caesar salad and thin-crusted pizzas that are better than the stuff of many local pizzerias. Try the goat cheese with mozzarella, spinach, roasted garlic, and tomatoes, then go on to a luscious New Orleans bread pudding for dessert.
Its name lined in globe lights, the Entrada stands as a final vestige of old Florida motels. From Federal Highway you might mistake it for another piece of crumbling Floridiana, but inside the cocktail lounge around 2 a.m. you'll find it's ever so much more. Grab a seat in one of the stackable metal chairs that fences in the sunken bar and order a dirt-cheap drink from a plastic cup. Don't worry; this bar is grandfathered in with a 6 a.m. liquor license — all you have to do is be patient and wait for the magic to happen. Phase One: Sex workers fresh off their shifts pile in to commiserate about their nightly ordeals over $3 gins; their pimps loiter menacingly in the room's smoky corners. Phase Two: friendly neighborhood businessmen (i.e., dealers) swing by to drop off and collect from the underbelly's graveyard shift. Phase Three: If you've waited this long, you've now officially entered "Crazy Hour." This is when the order of operations stops making sense. Here's what you recall the next morning: the police came, repeatedly; prostitutes were passed out on the bar, the floor, your friend's lap; pimps got angry; there were fights; more cops; distant gunfire was heard; your friends vanished; you left a twenty on the bar — it was enough to buy a round for everyone in the room; you had new friends; the cops came and took your new friends away; you went home amazed.
Casual - unassuming restaurant on South Beach that offers affordable American fare without any fuss.
Casual, but good quality dining.
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