Spoon and Stable
Gavin Kaysen’s flagship turns into the best deal in the metro from 4 to 5:30. Dollar oysters, half-priced burger, half-priced wines and beers. Fine-dining service at bar-tab prices for ninety minutes a day.
Happy hour here is a small civic religion. The good ones are not really about cheap drinks. They are about a kitchen that takes 4 to 6pm seriously enough to put a real chef on the bar menu. These are the ones we plan around.
The North Loop happy hour by which all others get measured. Half-price bruschetta board, five-dollar wines by the glass, a bar room that fills exactly at 4pm for a reason. The soft egg and lobster bruschetta has earned a place on a thousand best-bites lists.
Gavin Kaysen’s flagship turns into the best deal in the metro from 4 to 5:30. Dollar oysters, half-priced burger, half-priced wines and beers. Fine-dining service at bar-tab prices for ninety minutes a day.
The bar at Manny’s is the play. Half-off steakhouse classics, the legendary prime rib sandwich, and the kind of dim clubby room that is exactly what Tuesday at 5pm should feel like.
A Northeast neighborhood bar that turns out an unreasonably good happy hour menu. Buck-fifty sliders, dollar tots, half-off drafts. The room is loud, the patio fills fast, nobody is trying to impress anybody.
Half-priced fish and chips, draft specials, and the rooftop lawn-bowling green that is the closest the metro gets to a London pub on a Friday. Get there early or fight for a table.
Sameh Wadi’s long-running Mediterranean restaurant runs a happy hour built around the bar menu’s mezze board. Half-priced glasses of natural wine, lamb sliders, and hummus that has ruined every other hummus for you.
Half-off select burgers, four-dollar drafts, a bar program that takes whiskey seriously. The Smokehouse burger after work is one of the small reliable rituals of the metro.
Christina Nguyen’s tropical happy hour. Two-for-one tiki cocktails, discounted skewers and roti, and a room that turns golden hour into a small vacation. The roti canai is non-negotiable.
Late-night happy hour starting at 9pm, with half-off pizzas and discounted wines by the glass. A different ritual than the early-evening play, somehow even better. The Lady ZaZa at 10pm with a glass of red is its own genre of dinner.
The piano-bar happy hour at the upper bar is a uniquely St. Paul kind of evening. Half-price antipasti, the city’s most generous pour of red wine for the money, and a bartender who has been there longer than you have lived in town.
Alma’s cafe-side happy hour is the move for the budget-conscious fine-diner. Cheese boards, charcuterie, wines by the glass at prices that feel like a small mistake on the restaurant’s end.
Not a traditional happy hour, but a 3pm aperitivo at the Cafe with a sherry and a slice of cardamom cake is a small and serious pleasure. Treat it as the un-happy hour for days you need decompression instead of a party.