Philadelphia artist and gallerist James Herman, known as Chicken, has filled this second-floor bar above Kung Fu Necktie with roughly 120 works of salvaged clown art, clown masks rewired into ambient light fixtures, vintage airport lounge seating, and wood pulled from demolished buildings. The cocktail program matches the surroundings: expect drinks like the 'Endless Nightmare,' a pineapple-infused tequila with an ouzo float, and the 'Tropical Hotdog Three,' mezcal with coconut milk and ginger. About once a month, a group of actual clowns shows up in full costume, and Chicken's band Plaque Marks plays the room in clown suits. There is genuinely nothing else like it in the city.