Tune Inn has been helping the thirsty since 1947. Mounted deer heads stare from the wall and watch over old-timers knocking back Budweisers at the bar. Meanwhile, Hill staffers, off-duty cops and other locals scarf greasy-spoon grub and all-day breakfasts in the vinyl-backed booths.
How do you know when you're in a first-rate dive? When your beer-and-shot combo glows under the dim light of an antler chandelier.
