To those who went to The Basshole and rated it so poorly, I wonder what was expected?
I've driven past The Basshole at least a thousand times in my life going to and coming from Oregon, Mt. Shasta, Ashland, Castle Crags, etc. back to Redding. And then I moved to the East Coast...
So when my girlfriend and I were exhausted after hiking up Castle Crags on our way back to Redding, I explained why I needed to stop in for the first (and certainly not last) time.
The beer was cold, the bar was divey, the music was rockin' and trashy a la Alan Jackson, AC/DC, Kenny Chesney, and the bartender was cute and charming.
The Basshole Pale Ale was, much to my surprise, delicious. I was pretty impressed with the selection of beers on tap, ranging from the American Big Three (Coors Light, Bud Light, Miller Lite) to some fancier brews like Goose Island and Shock Top.
Maybe the people who rated this shining light of Northern California badly should look for places where they have to tip the bathroom attendant?
At first, I thought the Basshole deserved 0 stars, not 1. However, I now realize that they DO deserve 1 star. Â They deserve 1 star because the food and service at this "establishment" is so atrocious that it is actually "Laughable, mang", as de Jesus would say. Â My buddy and I were in hysterics by the end of the night because of how drunk the waitresses were, how soggy the food was, and how it took them over 45 minutes to prepare 6 fried cheese sticks. Â Every time one of our 3 "waitresses" would stop by our table (approximately every 30 minutes), they would forget what we just told them and have to come back to ask again. Â These ladies were SLOPPY drunk. Â They were spilling things, dropping stuff, forgetting orders. Â They charged us $7.00 each for Sierra Nevada in a plastic cup. Â The food was awful. Â Some other locals told us that they hear it every morning from people- the Basshole is just plain SUCKY. Â Do yourself a favor- drive a couple of miles down to Tale o' the Whale at Bridge Bay- the food was fast, hot, and well-prepared. Â And the staff was (relatively) sober.
Review Source:I expected a huge crowd on the Friday eve of Labor Day weekend. There was a couple of guys playing pool and two couples eating on the patio. The place is very casual. Staff is extremely friendly and welcoming. I had a cheesebuger which was absolutely delicious. I was perfectly juicy with no pink in the middle. They didn't have homemade buttermilk ranch dressing for my fries (oh my!) but the fries were nice and golden, with a soft middle. Not crunchy or soggy, just right. My friends had chicken sandwiches, which they liked very much. There's a big fat river outside the parking lot and it's situated in a real forest. This place is in the middle of nowhere in California, in a town with approx 4 places to eat. I would choose this place if it was in the middle of San Francisco. I will be back!
Review Source:On a recent sunny afternoon the Stalker Club of Redding (S.C.O.R.) made a trip out of town to the lake friendly town of Lakehead. We visited a well established place called The Basshole. We found the bar to be comfortable and large and The Basshole features a very large menu of food. Prices are a little high but not for a bar that is so close to recreation. Good place to stop if you are in the area. The Club rates this place a two and a half out of a six pack.
Review Source:We should have known by the name that the kitsch wasn't going to compensate for the food. This place is the concept of Plainfield Station  <a href="http://www.yelp.com/biz/plainfield-station-woodland">http://www.yelp.com/biz/…</a> executed very poorly.
Food was bland, tables and condiments were sticky, there was an infomercial blaring on the giant tv, service was slow (but friendly), and there were a bunch of lake-loving 20somethings (you know the kind - sunburns, bikini tops, loud mouths, Lakers jerseys) ... it was all only in the range of "ok" because it was the middle of nowhere right off the freeway.
The problem may have also been that we were sober, and it was daytime at Basshole. i can imagine a situation in which this place is awesome: you're drunk with a group of friends, it's night time, there is karaoke, a great juke box, cheap beer, cheap liquor, pool tables, and plenty of room to dance, and you're so drunk you don't mind the food or the grime. Skip it for a sober lunch.
the dude and i had been driving for hours and hours, on our way to san francisco from olympia. our eyes had become gummy versions of their former selves and i had a hankering that i might be getting diaper rash, kind of like that lady astronaut that drove across the country to kill the other lady astronaut. except i wasn't wearing a diaper, and the only thing i wanted was food.
we felt around in the dark for awhile in this sleepy bates motel town of lakehead california until we found a late night bar and grill (it was the basshole, dummy). i felt  a little trepidatious upon entering, as i could hear the soft hooting of rednecks on the outdoor patio. my dude said "where's your sense of adventure?", ever the pollyanna of this relationship,  and since this felt a little too close to being called "chicken" and i am clearly marty mcfly from back to the future, i plucked up some bravado and entered the basshole with my hand holding his very tightly.
the basshole is kind of cool, it is very much a fishing is awesome establishment, you know with lures and nets and a fishing tank with merchandise in it. as soon as we had a moment to be bluntly gawked at and then left to our own devices, a very friendly waitress hollered out a hello and a "sit anywhere".
after a much needed exploration and bathroom break, our waitress came to greet us and get preliminary order stuff. friends, i am pretty near sighted so at a distance she looked very young, daisy dukes, long dark hair, petite. at our table i realized that she could be someone's grandmother. bless her friendly heart, old gal was working those short shorts and for that, i got a lot of respect. plus, she had the prettiest brown eyes you ever did see.
the dude ordered the spaghetti and meatballs and i ordered the meatloaf ("the chef, he is REAL good with meat, okay? that's his THING"), both off of the specials menu. both were just okay. i did appreciate the artistic way the chef placed a layer of mozz in the center of the meatloaf to give it an added surprise. sadly, it didn't make it more palatable, just cheesy.
the basshole was a perfect late night stop and clearly a great place for locals to get drunk and talk about ass sex. i learned a lot. thanks basshole!
I had lunch at the basshole today. It was great. Imagine a dive bar with a pool table , a cafeteria style dining room , and at the end of the room there is a tackle shop. The lady bummed us out with news that the deep fryer was being worked on, so no fries/onion rings, but she made up for it with a kind personality and great service. I got the swiss mushroom burger with potato salad. It wasn't the best burger ever, but it was def above average. The prices are good, the crowd is usually mellow ( though I have never been at night, my girls dad who has warned me of the " cranksters" who frequent here) and the check was 1/3 of what I'd pay back in the bay. Viva Basshole!
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