In Beautiful Girls, when Andera wants a shot, she doesn't want melon balls or num nums or woo woos; she wants whiskey. She would love Char No. 4.

The brand new barbeque joint - albeit with a refined ethos - on Smith Street has a plethora (see Three Amigos) of options for whiskey lovers. Rye, corn, wheat, mashbill, and other concoctions are culled from throughout the world and available in one or two ounce tastes. Prices range from the low end ($3 1oz selections) to into the hundreds.

Look for selections from Tennessee to Ireland, Japan to Canada. Furthermore, Char No. 4 has limited editions made by marquee distilleries and a host of hard to find malts. Or, like Frank, Sammy, Dean et al, you can go for the classic Jack No. 7. Non-whiskey drinkers can hit the bricks - or they can order from surprisingly long and placatory wine and beer selections.

With all of this talk of whiskey, you're probably picturing a kitschy shit-kickers room; you're wrong. Though Char does have the requisite wood-heavy palette and a brash display of its offerings, it also effuses a refined air with subdued lighting, a long polished bar, and a fair number of posh booths.

While most people will settle into Char for the afore-harped on brown liquor options, the nascent saloon gets an epicurean boost from a sophisticated kitchen. The fare has a definite southern leaning, but don't expect beans and grits. Instead, look for upmarket barbeque (it exists).