Family owned since 1927, the Yankee Tavern was once a watering hole for Lou Gehrig, Yogi Berra, and Babe Ruth (who was known to buy a round after the game). These days the extensive surf-turf-and-pasta menu draws a crowd of regulars (middle-aged fans and nearby courthouse employees) and home game goers. At the long bar in front, chow down on some grub while listening to music from the jukebox or watch the game on flat screen TVs; in the narrow backroom , art deco lights gleam off the pressed-tin ceiling, while cherry-colored wood chairs tucked under tables share real estate with banquettes painted bomber blue. Every bit of wall space pays homage to the home team: players' posters, photos of Joltin' Joe and Jason Giambi, even a bat signed by Berra over the bar. On game days, when hours are often extended, dear-departed Yankee fanatic Freddy Sez is known to stop by to bang his shamrock-adorned frying pan, too. — Leslie Hendrickson