I came here for lunch once. The turkey burger was pretty good. Too bad, it’s closed now. Some of the famous«lies» I remember: Don’t worry the check is in the mail. Don’t worry I’ll pull out. hahahahahahahahah
Brett B.
Tu valoración: 5 San Diego, CA
Don’t even know where to start. I went to this place 3 – 4 days a week for over four years. Mission Beach is not the same without it. RIP.
Tasha p.
Tu valoración: 5 San Diego, CA
THELIARSCLUBISINALPINENOWANDBETTERTHENEVER!!! Same great food, jukebox, staff, it all still awesome!!! and a lot easier then driving to the beach! They say they will be getting full bar soon but right this second it is only beer wine… i will keep you all updated
Dan G.
Tu valoración: 5 San Diego, CA
Liar’s club, I’ve heard you have closed. I love you, I’m sorry i didn’t tell you when you were still close. I guess you moved to alpine, why didn’t you tell me you dirty skank? I just feel like 40 minutes is a long drive to see you is all. I’m sorry I yelled baby, just let me get a fuego cheesesteak and we can talk about this in the morning.
Jessica Y.
Tu valoración: 5 San Diego, CA
feeding the jukebox enjoying good friends, food, beer I’ve spent all day here
Carl S.
Tu valoración: 5 San Diego, CA
Awesome burgers, fries are even good. Great selection of beers… any place that serves a beer called Belgian Twat is cool in my book, however i do not recommend that selection… it tastes like an overweight Belgian woman who has been sweating all day and they collected the sweat off her(yep that part) into a goblet to serve me. Seriously though great beers, not too pricey. Parking sucks though
Matt E.
Tu valoración: 5 San Diego, CA
This place WAS(past tense) great! R.I.P., I heard they are moving to Alpine(WTFFF??) …might as well keep going till you hit Yuma…
Marie G.
Tu valoración: 4 San Diego, CA
Ahhh, beer nirvana, this is a great place where they love beer and love to share that love of beer with you. I went with a bunch of people and gladly found a way(defying all laws of physics) to fit 9 people in a 4 person booth…9 big american people, mind u. It’s smoky, grimy, loud, and pleasingly greasy. Friday, the day for $ 3 locals and ½ price appetizers. I started with the cask that was opened today, the Alpine Nelson, lovely, hops and all, with a surprising fruity aftertaste. Fries, nachos,(forget the chicken fingers…), and a western burger that came with the famous sweet potato fries drizzled with maple cream sauce. Okay, back to what matters… second beer, the Russian River damnation… damnation for not having better access to this beer with it’s elusive, cock-teasing hint of belgian hopp-iness! Damnation, that I don’t have another glass right here with me in this this hotel room. Go…for the beer… it’s like a church to that lovely elixir… be ready to wait for the food, but who cares, more time to check out the liquid gold…
Richard C.
Tu valoración: 4 Alexandria, VA
I hate it when a friend beats me to the punch with a review(Ric B.‘s review)!!! My quick takes: I was like Samuel Jackson in Pulp Fiction when he tried that dude’s Big Kahuna Burger before blasting him away, «Mmm, mmm, that is one tasty burger.» The beer selection is astoundingly diverse with all the Belgian ales and other local selections. Nice divey place. Nothing beats burgers and beer after another easy run. I need to come one more time before deciding whether it’s better than Waterfront’s burgers(it beats out Hodad’s, IMO, fo sho).
Ric B.
Tu valoración: 4 San Diego, CA
My friends and I went on a run tonight and one of them was brilliant enough to suggest the Liars Club as our goal for the run. We ran up past Crystal Pier, then back down to the South Mission Beach jetty and then back up to the Liars Club. Upon entering, I was surprised at how small the space was, but we were still able to find a table, probably about the last available one. I ordered a Chimay in a bottle and shared it with this incredibly beautiful woman that I had been running with. Of course I was dehydrated from the run, and that beer got me buzzing immediately. Then we ordered food. I had some Swiss melt hamburger with bell peppers and onions, and onion rings. My friend had the El Fuego with sweet potato fries, the beautiful woman had a salad, and my other friend had the Chololua(?) burger with sweet potato fries. I really liked my burger. It was huge and the onion rings were very tasty as well. My Chimay was gone, so I had a Watou, another Belgian beer. Not quite as tasty as the Chimay, but it was still very drinkable. My friend ordered a pumpkin ale, in honor of the season. She did not like it, it was kind of sour. I think that everyone liked their food. The hamburgers were huge though, so they were kind of hard to finish. For me it was not that much of a problem because I am a pig. I actually ate my hamburger and half of my friends that she could not finish. Her burger was very spicy. The atmosphere was pretty nice. The juke box was playing the Smiths and a few other songs by bands that I like. Also, I could actually hear the conversations I was having with my friends. I always hate it when I go to a place and it is so noisy that you cannot hear anything your friends are saying. But Liars noise level was fine. Interesting for how small it is. One interesting part of the evening was that we had come there straight from our run. My running shirt was soaked, so I figured I would buy one of their t-shirts they have advertised as you walk in. But to no avail, they were out. That just does not make sense. T-shirts are cheap. They should have a bunch of them to sell, it is free advertising. I would wear the shirt out and about and people would see it and might even ask me about the Liars Club, and I would say, hell yeah, you gotta go there. But it was really just poor planning on my part. I had a great time with my friends at the Liars Club. I definitely want to go back. Also I want to compliment our server. He was very busy, yet he kept a cool head and was very nice the whole time. I did not catch his name, but he did a good job.
Matt M.
Tu valoración: 5 Pittsburgh, PA
One of San Diego’s best beer bars. Tons of local brews on draft and a decent bottle selection. Their food is _excellent_. I love the Ahi Sandwich & Cajon Fries. Friday is «Local Pint Night», local pints are $ 2.50 and they have a cask from a local brewer. Check it out.
Brian K.
Tu valoración: 3 Laguna Hills, CA
No crap on tap and no diarrhea(aka Bud, Miller) pouring out of their spouts. But they do serve diarrhea in the form of bottles. And you can order it but be prepared to be embarrassed. These two girls across from us order two Bud Lights. Cricket Cricket Cricket. Then our waiter brings out the two Bud Light bottles but he is decked out in the white Hazmat looking suits with a mouth cover. He won’t dare touch the diarrhea beer so he has two tongs that are holding the Bud Lights. It was so funny; I guess you had to be there. But as soon as I saw that, I was completely sold to Liar’s Club — this place has so much personality. The pros definitely cover the cons(see below). Their burgers were really good. They are pretty big and come with fries or coleslaw. I got the western burger which comes with cheddar cheese, really thick manly chest hair bacon, dressed properly with tomatoes, lettuce, and 1000 island dressing. And it’s paper wrapped, woo hoo! So they asked us how we want our burgers cooked. Normally, I would ask what kind of meat it was before I tell them but we were at Liar’s Club so you have to put your meat snobbishness aside. I got it medium but it came out well done. Well, no complaints. Popcorn shrimp in Arrogant Bastard batter? It sounded soooo good but I knew I couldn’t finish that and a burger. But next time I come back — I will definitely be back here — I will order it. Whoa, they have kegs from Alpine Brewing Company…[in Borat tone of voice]: very niceeee, I like. I got a glass of Alpine Willy Wheat for $ 4.50. It was pretty good; I’ve never had Alpine beer before. The wheat beer was filtered so it wasn’t as powerful or flavorful but still has a good wheat taste. I think this would be a perfect beer to drink if you order a stronger beer at first during the night, and then following up on something a little weaker but something that still has body and flavor to it. Well, I take back the body part; if it has body, it’s very skinny but nonetheless, it retains a nice light wheat and hoppy taste. Truly a local bar and very divey. I’m told by some of my friends that San Diegans are too liberal in calling everything a dive bar so I will refrain from that. But it is really divey. Hygiene and sanitation: this place is nasty, &$%#& nasty. The restrooms are disgusting and the kitchen looks dirty. But then again, I’m not complaining nor should you because that what makes this place attractive. It’s completely no frills. The guys making the food look gross too(no offense): big hairy Bohemian looking guys using their bare hands on just about anything.
Mr K.
Tu valoración: 4 San Francisco, CA
Liar’s Club is so great I drove 8 hours just to get to it. That’s right, folks. It took me 3 hours just to get the hell out of Phoenix and another 5 hours to drive along the 8 into San Diego. I hadn’t been to town in over a year, and man was I needing to see some ocean. «O, meet us at the Liar’s Club,» said my friends, «We think you’ll really dig it.» This Liar’s Club, I never heard of it before. How’d that happen? Oh yeah, it didn’t exist when I went to school here. «Do you want directions?» «Why, where is it?» «Mission Beach.» «Got it.» Now I was supposed to be there by 7. My friends were going to be there by 6. And at 7, where was I? Just filling up my tank in El Centro. So you have no idea — here I am, sweaty, hungry, thirsty for what seemed like forever. And now I’m finally driving past College Ave. I call my friends. «He’s almost here!» I hear one say. «Woooo!» says the background. They all sound just a bit drunk. I am on now on San Diego autopilot, and pretty soon I realized something as I made my way past Sea World. I just drove 8 hours only so I can try to find parking on Mission on a Friday night. Nice. But you know something? Luck was with me, because after 3 fakeouts with handicapped spots(WTF with so many?!), BAM! Parking spot!(not BAM! accident, although I’m sure that happens a lot in these parts). I met my friends. More«Woo!». I tried to «Woo!» back but nothing. I’m delerious. I’m told to go inside and look at beer options. Way. Too. Many. Options. I sit back at the table in a daze. My friends are regulars, and the waitress knows them all. «Hi! What would you like?» she asks me. «I’m still trying to figure it out» I say, studying at the menu. «He’s from Phoenix» my friend tells her quietly, and I’m thinking just a little pitifully. «He’s.From.Phoenix.» Words that cut me like a knife. For some reason, I immediately I go into defensive mode. «Ok, so I am, but I’m not. I-I-I’m from California. I swear. I’m not a lameass who drives here in May and stays on for 3 months getting wasted trashing the town and then disappearing in August. I actually lived here full time! I studied here! Hell, these are my college friends! I was visible in months like February! I saw U2’s Zoo TV Tour at the Murph! I used to study for finals at Keith’s at 3 in the morning! Believe me!» Yeah, I think I overcompensated just a tad. Friends gave me the«simmer down» eye roll and I was quickly tamed. To her credit, waitress stayed nice. «He’s going to have the El Fuego burger,» they tell her, «make it extra spicy. He likes that. And get him a pint of what we’re having(I forgot).» And so it was. My burger came and it was fucking gargantuan. «How the hell am I supposed to eat this?» I say. But people are engrossed in other conversations so I’m left to tackle this monstrosity by myself. And damn, it tasted mighty fine. It was spicy, but not that hot(for me, anyway). I wasn’t too sure about its«So hot it burns twice!» tagline but what the hell. I was starving. Or at least I thought I was starving. Because halfway into my burger, and halfway into my fries, I was full. And a mess. And sleepy. And roadworn. And a little inebriated. But man, I enjoyed that meal. I really dug this place a lot. Casual and genuine, without the PB cheese factor. But then I had to go to the john really bad. And what I didn’t realize was when someone else pushed open the door, it’s basically, «HELLOLIAR’S CLUB! Don’t mind me. I’m just trying to do my business.» Seriously? There I am standing, in full view of a table of 8 who were eating plates of nachos and swilling their beer. I exchange uneasy glances with them. That damn door can’t close fast enough. Now I could be a little aggravated by this flaw in bathroom door placement, but what do I care. I zipped up. Washed up. Walked out. And my friends were there up front with knowing smirks on their faces. Because they knew, and they didn’t tell me. Ah, San Diego. I missed you so. 4 stars. Maybe 5 when I’m not so out of it.
Mick G.
Tu valoración: 4 San Diego, CA
I remember when this was Acapulco Joe’s and Stuey was the owner. They were shut 50% of the time for alcohol violations, and the other 50% of the time the patrons would throw stuff at me as I left work(I worked next door). Nice change!!! There is a reasonably amazing beer selection here(and while I know it is super duper popular … it was refrehing to go to a good beer place and NOT be able to get Dirty Old Bastard Beer(er … I mean Arrogant Bastard Ale)). I had me a Russian River brew and it was really nice. It made me happy. The burgers were really good. I am not going to pretend to be able to rate this against other burgers in town as I am not a HUGE burger consumer … but these were good. I likes it. I likes it good.
Margot b.
Tu valoración: 4 San Francisco, CA
I went to Liar’s Club for one reason only: the burgers were supposed to be off the hook. I have had all of San Diego’s finest by now — not THOSE finest… their finest burgers — of which there are many worthy contenders. My favorite continues to be Rocky’s but I wanted to add a new one to my list(and belly) so Liar’s Club won out thanks to a seriously conducted and highly flawless Unilocal poll. And it was good. Yes good. I’d go out on a limb and say it was even great. But not out of this world. I had the cajun burger, hubby ordered the en fuego burger which is topped with three kinds of peppers. Our friends had the Western. We liked ‘em. Happy, for sure. But — dare I say it? It didn’t beat Rocky’s or even several of my other top 5 burgers. The parking, as everyone knows, is atrocious. But after living in SF the past year that parking thing doesn’t faze me. The atmosphere was sweet, that I loved. Even with music blaring into my ears at top notch causing conversation melt down. Back to the food… the accompaniments(sweet potato fries and cajun fries) were underdone and soggy — neither one of us ate ours and we love fries. We ordered an app of crab cakes since we like to try those just about everywhere also… and they sucked. Way too bready and they were cooked to the consistency of hockey pucks. The waitress assured us that is how they are always cooked. Ohhhh-kaaayyy. One last thing: service was slow as molasses. Good thing we didn’t have anywhere to be seeing as how we spent half the afternoon there just to have one meal. So go for the burgers(definitely if you are in the ‘hood already and don’t have to deal with parking issues) and stay for the beer!
Colleen C.
Tu valoración: 4 San Diego, CA
Food: great burgers, ahi sandwich, salad, amazingly delicious hush puppies, the best sweet potato fries ever Beer: fantastic local brew selection, good deals on Friday nights Location: walking distance(ish) from PB, don’t bother driving as parking is notoriously bad in this neighborhood Ambiance: loud, crowded, dark — perfect! As someone else mentioned, don’t bring someone here who isn’t into beer. A friend of mine ordered a Bud Light and I about crawled under the table in embarrassment. *sigh* can’t win ‘em all…
Aubrey O.
Tu valoración: 4 Canton, GA
So I went here for the first time today with my bf and a friend on a whim. All I got was a beer(at 4pm hehe) but it was still a pleasant experience. We met up with some other people, and I loved the chill atmosphere of it. I ordered at the bar and the guy there was really nice and start small talk with me. It was $ 7 for 2 beers, which after living in Boston, is really not bad. Next time I go I plan on trying their sweet potato fries… will update this review once I do…
Liz r.
Tu valoración: 5 La Mesa, CA
— great jukebox — great greasy food — FANTASTIC beer — cool people — hell, even the clothing they sell is funny. my favorite: the pair of underwear that says«i’m not THAT kind of girl.» on that note, though: if you see a piece of clothing you want, buy it then. the owner changes the phrases as he reorders, so if you miss it once, you may never get it again. i learned that the hard way.
Matt R.
Tu valoración: 5 Louisville, KY
Pretty much the perfect beer bar. It’s almost on the beach. You’re never drinking crap. Kick-ass jukebox. Good burgers & sweet potato fries. Urinal trough in the men’s room. Go there on Fridays when local beers are cheapest. Or on other nights when it’s easier to sit down. Parking is the only hard part.(And leaving.)
Scott C.
Tu valoración: 5 San Francisco, CA
If I didn’t live next to the Liars’ Club, I would sell my house and move there. Fuego/boca is the call, with sweet potato fries, dammmmn duuude. The best beer selection in SD or perhaps anywhere, and this in about 400 square feet. Staff is 100% tatted-up MB hipsters, yet they are universally friendly. The owner knows his shit when it comes to beer, seriously. Ask a question about a brew, be prepared for the«first there were dinosaurs, but they got too big and fat, then the arabs came and they drove mercedes-benzes…» but in a good way, you know? Get a coveted patio spot and you will be there all night, loaded, and a liability to yourself, so be sleeping in walking distance. You can’t drive there anyway, as there is never a single parking spot in MB, and thank god for that. Only complaint is the fine, fine tunes are too loud and treble-ouse sometimes. I’m there to have a conversation, not yell. And the only attitude I ever got was after politely asking that they turn it down 1 notch. I guess I’m a pussy.