I never understood the allure of Gene's.  The drinks are slightly more expensive than the other Oakland dives, you can't play darts without fear of maiming others since it's so small, and the doorman is the world's biggest jerk...There was a period of time when my roommates and I went here every week, and he always questioned my valid ID.  I'm talking, I had to show my PA ID, my Pitt ID, my UPMC photo ID, and a credit card every consecutive week to get in the door.  Every time.  I know that I look young for my age, but it was ridiculous.  I get that that's his job, but he was rude about it...And, c'mon, dude, I have to show four forms of ID every week when you know us by name?  Not worth the effort. \n\nIf you're a hipster, you'll probably love the neighborhood bar feel and yinzer appeal of Gene's.