As we travel through life, we see awe-inspiring vistas and are taken back by many a dulcet melody, but rarely does a smell make you feel like you've been bitch-slapped. The Fireside is a lovely neighborhood bar where friends routinely meet to talk about the latest world politics. But it's also home to a funk unlike any other. It's a funk with attitude. One BW staffer described it as the incarnation of stale beer, smoke and shame, that curled up in the corner and died.