Horseshoe Pub

We came in while waiting for my tattoo artist to re-sketch my piece with my edits. A small bar with stools lining the bar to your right, stools lining the wall on the left, and a pool table in the back. The daytime bartender wasn't exactly friendly and even appeared to be upset when we asked if Bloody Marys were made from scratch here. Hey, we've had a few bad experiences recently, so I wanted to make sure before I ordered! She made a really good Bloody Mary...from scratch. The bar goers were old, but that usually doesn't bother me. What did bother me? Well...

My girlfriend went back to watch the game and to wait for me while I met with my artist. Not only was the next bartender even more rude than the first, her Bloody Mary was crap. Add the two bar-goers that stared my baby down the whole time she sat there quietly to watch the game, I think it's safe to say...FUCK THIS PLACE!