Double Down Saloon - In Las Vegas, it’s the 24-hour watering hole for third shift workers, attracting a rambunctious early morning after work crowd of strippers, truckers, cabbies and bartenders. Here in the East Village, the second Double Down Saloon has recently opened and, maybe, 20 years ago would have had a shot at luring a similar patronage. The appeal is that of an industrial, dive/festish bar, one in which you’d hope to find at least one dozing heroin addict in the crowd, falling off his stool. Double Down makes for a good time. Obscure gross-out and murder-porn clips play on the bar’s televisions and you’ll be delighted to order the house specialties: a shot of Ass Juice, a bacon martini or the Double Down lager, brewed on site. On Sunday afternoons in the courtyard, there’s barbeque. And if you vomit in the bar, you can continue to drink as long as you pay the $20 puke fine.