This is the oldest operating gay bar in the city, and it shows. Mostly in a good way. They use barrels for stools, there are wagon wheels hanging from the ceiling, and there’s a whole wall of framed black and white photos. The crowd here skews a little bit older, but it’s also a good place to spot random celebrities. So if you’re looking for a divey, low-key, West-village institution, stop by Julius. Just know that they’re cash only, and there’s a little kitchen in the middle of the room where you can get a burger and onion rings.