New places: alluring.

New places that feel like old places: slightly more alluring.

New places that feel old and have a great beer list and kitchen crew: game-changing.

Introducing The Federal Food, Drink & Provisions, the oldest-feeling new restaurant on Biscayne Boulevard, brought to you by the Phuc Yea! crew and opening this Monday for all your crispy pig ear and beer needs.

Walking into the Federal, you’ll think you’ve stumbled onto a frontier tavern from the early 1920s (albeit one with an iPod)—a wood-paneled hall that gives you the sense everybody’s been sitting around the weathered picnic table for years, slinging ales and carving into steaks. The benches: upholstered with burlap sacks. The fireplace: crackling (and, er, fake). The bar counter: plastered in vintage ads for doctor-recommended cigarettes and cocaine toothache drops. (Sadly, not on sale here.)

That bar is where you’ll start off, with one of six draft brews—a Sweaty Betty from Colorado, say—and snacks of roasted bone marrow and Jar-O-Duck, a mason jar of homemade pâté.

If you’re here with a date (ideally, one who’s into offal and wild game), grab a candlelit banquette in the back and dig into backcountry grub like venison chili and Crispy Omasum Tripe doused with maple syrup.

Nothing fills the belly like belly.