Jc's Tavern

What a great joint! It's essentially a townie bar that caters to locals. But the food here is awesome, and the staff here is great. But what takes the cake are the local characters.

Upon arrival, my traveling companion and I noticed a woman sitting at the bar, drinking a beer and becoming very agitated. We noticed only one staff member was handling the bar and the dining area, so we seated ourselves and patiently waited for her. She waved, told us she'd be right over and indeed she was. And that's when all hell broke loose.

The woman to whom I referred went nuts on the staffer, screaming at said waitress because she apparently didn't move fast enough to check the patron's Keno ticket. Yep, that's right dear Yelper, this woman went bat $&@/ crazy because the waitress didn't have time to check her Keno ticket. Epic, epic battle ensued.

Waitress then kindly took our orders and apologized for the patron's behavior. Said patron then yelled, "don't $&@/ing apologize for me. Do your damn job. You're a waitress. A $&@/ing waitress. I pay your salary and those two aren't even from around here!"  Annnnddddd that's when the waitress lost her mind. A spectacular battle of wills shouting match ensued, with the waitress beating back her opponent at each turn, and the patron becoming increasingly agitated. Finally, after at least 15 minutes of gut busting, laugh out loud ridiculousness from this amazingly idiotic patron, my traveling companion yells, "will you shut the ever loving $&@/ up? You can check your ticket over there!" And that's when she pointed to the lottery ticket machine on the wall. Applause erupted from the bar flies.

Said angry patron was thrown out. The bar applauded on a wild ovation that included a chorus of "NA NA NA NA, hey hey, goodbye". And off she went.

Dinner was amazing. My fish and chips was out of sight and my partner's BLT rocked her socks off. A beer or two for the lady and a few soft drinks for me and we were good to go.

We happily paid our server and tipped her well. She deserved it. And on the way out, several bar flies made it known we were welcome anytime, which we thought was rather cool.

When staying at the adjacent Best Western or Super 8, you must eat here. It's gooooddddd. And you might see the crazy townie with the Keno ticket fetish.

On my list for another shot when we return next week.

Recommended by the hotel clerk and she was right.  We were there on all-you-can-eat pasta night which I ordered.  The first plate was like 2 pounds of penne noodles in marinara sauce with sausage.  I couldn't eat the whole thing.  Friendly place and great service.

Very good reasonably priced food and great beer!  Had a wide variety of brews and lots of selection on the food.