Tired of coffee sipping hipsters reading Byron and fingering their goatees? Then sneak off to the real Williamsburg, a cavernous bar slash art gallery slash dance hall called Supreme Trading, on North 8th Street. Great jukebox, great DJs, beautiful people, friendly staff, real artists, and a gigantic outdoor smoking area. Grab a gin and tonic, take a few tokes, and stroll into the attached art gallery, where "opening night" takes on a whole new meaning. In summer heralds the arrival of free BBQ Wednesdays, where you can enjoy happy hour prices and the traditional American delicacy known as the "hot dog". And if all that's not enough, smile to the gorgeous owner and she may bestow upon you the lost, ancient blessing of the "buy back"—I shit you not.