If you were domestic on United that'd be terminal 3 and the bar would've been the "Crab Pot" in those days. It's next to gate 70. Standard brass rail and mahogany layout. The bartender would've been a smiling but surly grey-haired black gentleman named "Jesse". Jesse's been there since before there were airplanes. He's got a son that played football but always wished he'd have played baseball.
They remodeled the whole thing over the last couple of years. Now its all artsy and bright. Blechh.
I remember Jesse... thru a haze...