Status: “When I took a psychology course, they always said, ‘Say what you are.’” And thus Another F*cking Bar & Grill was born, said George Mugianis, director of operations of the 3,000-square foot bar at the corner of Park and Henry.
If the name sounds familiar but the location doesn’t seem right, it’s because AFB was first established at Seven Mile and Woodward where it drew in patrons from 1992 to 1996 before shuttering its doors when one of the original owners died.
“Everybody went there,” said Mugianis, who was an owner in the original bar. “Sports figures, musicians. Everybody like it – the name, the cutting edge.”
AFB opened quietly about 10 months ago, just two blocks from Comerica Park in the former 2500 Club location. But the quirky little bar won’t be there much longer. Come Aug. 21, AFB will be on “temporary hiatus,” Mugianis said, thanks to a landlord that bought them out.
The new location for the bar is still unknown, but Mugianis says it will be in Detroit. “Detroit’s my village and I love opening up in Detroit.”
Mugianis and his partners, David Lamarche and Josh Baker, are looking for a space in the area with “a cool vibe” to set up shop.
Gear: With its proximity to Comerica Park, the MotorCity Casino, the MGM Grand Detroit and Wayne State University, you’re sure to see people in everything from sports jerseys to suits and ties.
Mood: “That’s cool,” said 37-year-old Randie Albert of Troy when asked about the urinals along the wall that served as beer taps. “I’ve never seen that before.”
The effect was just want Mugianis hoped to achieve when he opened the corner bar. “AFB is basically a fart joke,” he said. “We’re so bored that we’re just looking for anything unusual.”
In addition to the name, which Mugianis said is “no more offensive than a Dick’s Sporting Goods,” AFB also boasts wooden red panels with nails dangling from the ceiling to disguise the inexpensive light bulbs, a peephole in one of the stalls in the ladies bathroom (Mugianis warns, “If you’re offended by looking at penis, don’t look into the hole”) and a giant, multi-colored art piece of former Mayor Coleman Young.
“People come in, and they get this kind of cool vibe,” Mugianis said.
As far as the people who take offense to the name, which is simply written as AFB on the sign outside, Mugianis said, “those who it does offend will not come in, and they’re probably not the kind of people we want here.”
While the statement may seem a little exclusive, Mugianis, who grew up in Detroit, is a big proponent of diversity and getting people from all walks of life together under one roof.
The only place we saw the named fully spelled out was on a blue and yellow decal on the hard-wood floor and the to-go menu – one patron even asked “What is this place called?” because everywhere you look, it simply says AFB.
Pick me up: On Friday, Chef Jessie Roman proudly showed off his selection of baked goods, which included “Big Shit Cookies” and cakes for $1.
In addition to the sweets, AFB has a traditional bar menu with an AFB-twist on the names. There’s the Bag O Bones (ribs for just under $10), Wings & Dings (“What the hell is a ding?” the menu asks. “Anyway we got ‘em”), Mr. Potato Balls (shredded potatoes mixed with mozzarella cheese, onions and parsley then fried for $5) and French (ungrateful bastards) Fries for $2. Each Monday, you can also find 14 oz. Choice or Angus steak for $7.77.
Bartender Scarlett O’Keefe -who 28-year-old patron Danielle Haase called “amazing” - worked the bar single handedly Friday night. She served up $3 beers and $5 mixed drinks, but her specialty, the MFIC is a tribute to former Mayor Coleman Young and features Jamison, watermelon pucker, Red Bull and sour mix.
Entertainment: There are a handful of flat-screen TVs hanging throughout the bar and a jukebox is available for your musical needs. There’s also a pool table, video games and an outdoor patio.
The new AFB location (once it’s been established) is expected to mirror the current location.