It's the "Dude's bar" if Pittsburgh had a Dude. Â you know who I am referencing right? Ok good we can on with this review then,
What has not been mentioned? The perks, candy with your drinks, toys with your drinks hey if the company sucks I can always entertain myself with toys right?
Mixed drinks come in large glasses 6$ strong from the right bartender, one of them is an awesome guy. Once a smarmy college student bet me a lame bet then told the bartender i would get his round of shots. The bartender said ladies don't pay and they were on the house.
I have been here on Halloween, cinco de mayo, and just any old Friday night. I have to say like any bar it depends on the crowd, yes it attracts college students like any bar on the southside, yes college stupids i mean students... achieve a whole new level of drunk tomfoolery that I can find annoying as a 30+ yr old.
But it can still be fun with the theatrics at the bar which sometimes involve fire, a drum set and of course the Dude in his sweatband and Hawaiian shirt. The music is nothing special but again this bar doesn't boast a dj or live band.
Here are my tips:
Bring cash the ATM looks like its from 1990,
If the Dude isn't in and the only bartender there is the bearded one skip it.
Don't bring insecure chicks here, too many young college girlies and boys. I made that mistake she had to run off like she was on fire, because they have little name tags with marker and a guy wrote something rude on it and stuck it on her. Ideally these name tags are meant for fun and for yourself, but still I would have told him where to shove it, and moved on.
Sometimes on the holidays like Cinco De mayo they have really awesome drinks, for example they had fresh oranges and a juicer. They made cocktails with whipped vodka, fresh OJ and club soda they were 100% delish and I wasn't drunk.
Use the ladies room because there's a mannequin head in there and its pretty sweet.
If the owner is not there and hands over drumsticks to some idiot who thinks he can add to whatever music is playing its best you're really hammered or just go, it gets pretty miserable.
Watch the step outside the covered door, to the sidewalk bar it goes down and its dark so you will never see it.
This place was my kind of bar. The doorman was covered in skate graphic tattoos and wearing a santa suit. I sat on a stool that had a sticker that said "TITS" and on the bar ahead of me was written "I smell like bigfoot's dick". Â Am I in heaven? I ordered a shitty shot of whiskey and a shitty beer and within seconds, was given exactly that. Cost almost nothing, tasted awful - and was exactly what I needed.
The owner even came over and handed us stickers, candy necklaces, a fluorescent marker, and some cheap plastic toys to keep us entertained. Â Entertained we were.
I WILL BE BACK. Â I apparently now have a new favorite bar in Pittsburgh.