I cannot believe I am the first person to review the Cobra Club- or as I called it when I was a regular, The Bra. I don't make it to Hurst much anymore, but when I do you can bet I will stop by to say hi to my old friends.
This is the ultimate dive bar. They don't take credit cards, so bring your cash. It is also a private club, so you have to sign up for a membership for a nominal annual fee. Do it, you won't be sorry.
This isn't a see and be seen place, it is where you stop when you have been riding your motorcycle around all day and need a drink and a smoke, because smoking is not only allowed, but encouraged. They don't serve food either, drinking is the main attraction here. We don't need no stinking food- there is a sandwich in every beer, right?
There are two pool tables and a juke box filled with all the Hank Williams and Johnny Cash you could ever hope for.
Now I am getting nostalgic for my old haunt, I might have to make a trip out West soon.