There is someone wandering the streets of Nordeast, holding a copy of Esquire's 2006 edition of Best Bars in America, looking for the beautiful, brightly emblazoned sign reading Nye's Polonaise, a holy marker of what a bar should be. This place, they expect, will change their lives. They'll find hope in a lackluster nightlife scene. They'll find originality among the cookie-cutter culture of clubs. But, of course, in reality they will find a half-supper club/half-dive-bar concoction where patrons of just about every age, make, and model ignore the Formica tables and flowered carpet for the sounds of Ruth Adams' Most Dangerous Polka Band. This person, Esquire in hand, will find themselves looking quizzically around the room, along with other first-time patrons, asking himself, "This is the infamous Nye's?" Yes, it is. In all of its kitschy glory. Enjoy.