You can't go wrong wallowing in the past, lifting a drink, and exercising your elbow at the Elbo, a noisy, suds-drenched hot spot since 1938. It seems like nothing has changed here since Fort Lauderdale's spring break heydey, and the clientele still includes far too many scantily clad girls that will do anything for booze. At least the bathrooms were redone in 2011. The watering hole phased out food (except for light nibbles) ages ago, but kept a hokey sense of humor:
upstairs a sign proclaims "We don't serve women here. You have to bring your own."