Priceless Too

We went here on a whim last weekend with a couple friends, since none of us had been before and we usually like dive bars. WHOA. It felt like we were in a bad, no make that terrible movie. We were there on a Friday, so it was an onslaught of awful karaōke. They were really raunchy songs, and creepy old people singing them, for the first few rounds. After that if just felt sad since it were younger 20-​something year old girls trying really hard, but being really off key. We went to the pool table area, which wasn’t too bad, and it was only 75 cents a game. The people in the pool room were friendly. One lady said she used to work there, and kind of gave us the lowdown on everything.
The drinks were not good. I ordered a bay breeze (cranberry, pineapple, and vodka-​probably a horrid idea on my part.) Definitely don’t do that, the juice was rancid. Literally rancid. The cup of water they gave me had weird chunky white things floating in it, was pretty gross. I’m glad I looked at it before I drank any. The boys were less picky than I am though. They didn’t drink the water, but had no issues with the beer. So if you go, definitely stick to beer, bottle preferably, I personally would question how clean the taps and glasses are.
I give it two stars for the entertainment value, the bad movie vibe is definitely something interesting to experience.

If you want weak drinks & bad food this is the place to come!
The wife and I wandered in this place as it is close to the house. We got a few drinks (very weak) also we hadn’t eaten in a while so we asked for a menu. We should have known when the bartender looked uncomfortable & were told we have two options. Seriously, not handed a menu. Should have been an omen to go elsewhere. Wings or pizza. Those were the verbal options given to us. Sure, put in an order of mild wings. This was the bullet in a game of Russian Roulette you DON’T want to get.
I have eaten in foreign countries that are still engulfed in civil war, and their food was better. Our basket of sadness came out with a side of what looked, and resembled jizz. They called it blue cheese. I think it was dick cheese. Or jizz from someone with dick cheese. You get the point.
My wife takes a bite of a wing and gives the look, and slogan of «I’m done» I take a bite and commend her braveness for even swallowing the first bite. I give a good college effort to finish the basket of wings. My wife mentioned that on her trip to the bathroom she saw the bartender pull out a bag of frozen wings from some back room & look at the instructions quizzically before shrugging & setting them on the counter for awhile.
I asked about the pizza and how big it is. I am told it is the size of a tombstone. Yeah, pass. The only tombstone needed is the one on top of your grave after eating that horrible basket of wings.
A bit of honesty, my wife had a few before we came in. After two drinks from this place, she was sober. That is saying something.

This is a great little dive bar in a shopping mall tucked away on the corner of Alma School and Elliot. But I think you should be aware when you walk in, you should expect a dive bar with sticky floors, funny karaōke on some nights, and generally good service. They have vodka soaked fruit most of the time for $ 1. The service is good, the beer is cheap, and the bathrooms are clean. A+ for a dive bar in my book.

Not a bad little divey bar, including the db smell. beer is cheap, with big ice cold glasses. The locals are a great crowd, very friendly. One suggested the «bud» wings, which were very good, but the heat does sneak up on you. You can order a half dozen if you want. Lots of games from pool, darts and video poker. All around a nice place to duck out and hang out.

I live within walking distance so that’s a plus. Pretty cool crowd, I’ve never seen it packed which is nice but if I wanted to drink in an empty place, I could do that at home. Bartenders are nice and they have $ 2 jello shots.

I’ve driven by this well-​hidden bar countless times without investigating it. It is located in a shopping center (I tend to steer away from the word «strip mall») on the northeast corner of North Alma School Road and West Elliot Road next to a liquor store and a salon. There is no way to tell from the one-​door entrance what mysteries lie within.
Basically, it’s a sports bar with a central oval-​shaped bar, with a decent number of flat screen televisions surrounding it. A separate room houses four pool tables and darts. Surprisingly spacious and appropriately divey, this place had a smattering of afternoon clients including one or two loud drunks engaged in what appeared to be a friendly back-​and-​forth about sports and personal hygiene.
The thing I liked best was that the place has two pinball machines, including one featuring The Family Guy. With no windows to let the outside world in, I may «dive» in here during another visit to kill time and meet the vocal local yokels.