In spite of our Dallas-centric predilections, we have to admit, there are some pretty strong hipster bar candidates over in the Panther City. From the Chat Room to Corporate Image, Bull and Bush and -- this writer's sentimental favorite -- the Royal Falcon, it's a tough choice. But at the end of the day, there's no place that can match the lure of The Boiled Owl. Between the karaoke nights, the drink specials and the top-notch bartenders, no bar in Fort Worth can compete with the Owl. It's even a good time in the middle of the day. Where else can you grab a beer with random folks, and watch things like Gymkata and seasons of Shameless? Jaime-Paul Falcon
909 W. Magnolia Ave., Fort Worth, facebook.com/theboiledowl
This jukebox bar is a retro and color-lit hipster hideaway for those in self-imposed exile from the nauseating mainstream. It's a place so hipster that its patrons think J.D. Salinger was too bourgeois. (It's a dad reference, you probably don't get it.) So hipster that they've outgrown vinyl and evolved to cassette tapes again.
The bar's deliciously greasy pizza is (without any hint of irony) to die for, and you may find some of the coolest musicians in Dallas in a jam session on the patio. It's also one of the friendliest places in Dallas; lonely souls who stand around awkwardly checking their Instagram feed for the fifth time will likely receive a sincere invitation to join a group. Eva Raggio
1212 Skillman St., Dallas, cosmosbar.com
The OG version is mecca, and it's as kitschy as they come. This place has cartoonish murals of country gods and toilets re-purposed as accent furniture. You'll also find plenty of cool kids with tattoos that don't mean anything (they're just art, man). The name Double Wide -- as in a trailer -- is ironic, because everyone who goes here grew up upper-middle class. And of course, there's the famous cocktail, the Yoo-hoo Yeehaw, a White Russian made with Yoo-hoo.
Owner Kim Finch didn't stop with Double Wide though -- its little sibling on Lower Greenville is no slacker either (or maybe it's a total slacker), with the type of decor you'd except in the crib of a guy named Buford. Thankfully, the company is infinitely more pleasant. H. Drew Blackburn
Lee Harvey's is not concerned with the way it looks. From the shabby leather couches to the creaking floors on the deck, it's the Mary-Kate Olsen of bars, and hence just as hipster. The Old West structure could easily moonlight as a haunted house around Halloween. There are enough picnic tables on the patio to fit everybody in your poetry group (or any other hipster circle of choice), where you can argue endlessly about whether Warhol was denouncing or glorifying consumerism. (The real answer is pretty obscure.)
The food is cheap, the drinks are strong and the live music is always free, but most important, hipsters will find it is safely far away from the blinding deluge of Deep Ellum poseurs. Eva Raggio
1807 Gould St., Dallas, leeharveys.com