It's been said that if you didn't go to Catholic high school in Kansas City, you'll probably feel left out at Charlie Hooper's. That's pretty accurate -- for, like, the first five minutes. But nothing warms up strangers faster than $2 imports, available on Wednesday nights. Before long, you'll feel like old friends with the regulars, a considerably older crowd than the one found at the Brooksider. The other nice thing about Hooper's is how spread out it is; with three rooms and a patio, a walk-around considerably changes the scenery. Add a cute bartender named Chad, and it's a wonder you'd ever go anywhere else.