Fife City Bar & Grill (and Lounge!) has a couple of first-glance dive qualities about it from the get-go. First of all, it's in Fife. Secondly, the neon "lounge" sign out front definitely implies that something shoddy is happening in the bowels of this outdated grill. Unfortunately we had entered a world where, for the first time ever, we were the only ones without a specifically needed membership card. The membership card I'm referring to is the AARP card. There were no dirty bums, no puke on the floors, and no great happy hour prices. Hell, why do you need a happy hour when you're 70 years old? Every hour has happy hour prices when you have a senior citizen discount. I'm pretty sure that the Miami-Vice furniture décor was a direct reflection on what era most of its patrons' relished in right before retirement. Of the three beers on tap (Bud, Coors, Alaskan), we chose Bud. We quickly had to switch to bottled Red Hook as the server (the server from inside the restaurant - as there was not a lounge bartender) informed us that since the taps hadn't been used in such a long time, she wasn't sure they were still operating. Yikes.