Liar’s Saloon is down at the docks, tucked behind a boatyard on the Montauk marina, and you’ll walk past it if you don’t know what you’re looking for. That’s fine, the regulars prefer it that way. Dollar drafts, karaoke, gnarled fishermen at the bar: this is the Montauk that existed before the Surf Lodge crowd showed up, and it’s still here. In a town that’s been colonized by the Hamptons overflow, Liar’s Saloon is the reliable counterargument. Find it. You’ll recognize the type immediately when you walk in.
