Flight of Fancy

head of a mounted wild boar watches over the bottles at Irvington’s new tiki-leaning watering hole, Strange Bird. Its vicious bouquet of gnarled tusks gives the beast an especially menacing quality that befits an animal frozen in mid-rampage. As the story goes, this snarling porker took its last grunt in South Carolina in 1968, felled by a sportsman known only as Uncle Moe. “But he didn’t kill him with the first shot,” says Strange Bird co-owner Neal Warner, who acquired the bar’s featured taxidermy from the nephew of Uncle Moe. “The boar actually charged him and gored his leg. Uncle Moe