A few years ago when I was out on a walk in a neighborhood near ours, I saw a nicked-up 70's-era pine bar (a cast-off, no doubt, from someone's college frat boy days) at the end of a driveway, with a sign on it that said $10. I stopped walking, pulled my cell phone out of my super cool fanny pack (yes, I live simultaneously in modern times and the Stone Age), and called my husband right then and there. Good husband that he is, he drove over--stat!-- in our fire engine red 15-seater Dodge Ram van to pick it up. We brought it back to the house and were pleased to see that with a little wiping down and a shiny new coat of varnish on the counter, it was as good as new. Originally, I thought we might pass it on to one of our sons, who was getting ready to move into his first apartment. But we liked that very manly pine bar so much, and it looked so at home in our very manly sports room, that it was a total case of finder's keepers.
That may be the best $10 we ever spent.
this one where you can pick up all sorts of Pearl beer paraphernalia. If you're a fan of beer-themed home decor (like we Pearls are), fear not: the Internets probably have just what you're looking for.
Okay, the bar's closed now. Commence partying elsewhere!