Ok, so Joshua Tree is kind of the worst. Me and my homegirl rolled in at like 5:30 on a Monday. It was hot, we were thirsty, and I'd been wanting to try Joshua Tree for ages. Nope. Nopenopenope.
I know we were there super early, but that's really not an excuse for the crummy service. If anything, that makes it MORE unconscionable -- what was our server even doing? She disappeared for huge chunks of time. And apparently there was some sort of water shortage happening, because I was allotted just the one glass.
Everything we ordered was decidedly mediocre. My sangria wasn't sangria at all -- it was white wine with some fruit in it. Ok, I guess, but that's not really what I ordered, you know? For our main, we split the feta avocado salad with salmon. ...Gurrrrrl lemme tell you. The salmon add-on was like a big overcooked brick. It was dry, y'all. I did not enjoy it. Maybe it's my fault for ordering a salad at a bar, but it was just terrible. I was genuinely annoyed to have spent money at this place. I always try to give restaurants a lot of credit, but I just cannot give the Joshua Tree more than one star.
Not a fan.
We went to the Joshua Tree last week to watch the Bruins' game. Pros:We were surprised how quickly we were able to get a seat for the game in a comfy spot with lots of TVs. Cons: We ordered drinks as soon as we sat down but were disappointed when all of our beers (5 different ones) were messed up when the waitress brought them over, she was able to recover but it wasn't a pleasant experience. Next we ordered nachos and it took approx 1 hour for them to come. Granted, the place was packed but there was no way it should have taken an hour. After about 40 minutes we spoke up as we watched a couple that sat down less than 20 minutes prior be delivered a heaping pile of nachos. The "manager" offered to pick up a round of drinks, which was great. This was the only service recovery all night! When the bill came-- the drinks were not "picked up" and we had to have the waitress (nice enough but in no way apologetic) remove the round from the bill-- all in all we left after a loss and bad service, will not be running back any time soon!
Review Source:The atmosphere was nice, and the service was really nice, but the food just didn't do it for me!
I came in for the buttermilk fried chicken with truffled mashed potatoes and mushrooms. It sounded heavenly, but it just....wasn't . I actually really liked the potatoes and mushrooms in gravy, but somehow the fried chicken just seemed tasteless to me! I have no idea how that could be. I love fried chicken.
I brought home the leftovers because I thought maybe I had just been in the wrong mood, and maybe I'd like it better the next day. But I didn't , I feel kind of ripped off, because the meal cost me 14$!
Too bad , because I could have really loved this place for being so nice, clean, and friendly .
It's a bar? Decent beer selection, solid bar food. We went with some picky eaters who really enjoyed it, so if you have people like that in your family, it's not a bad choice. I got the fish and chips, which were enjoyable, but a bit heavier than I would've liked. I might go here in the summer when there are no college kids.
Review Source:Came here for brunch on a Saturday afternoon. The Siracha fried chicken was good. My wife ordered wheat toast and got white. Potatoes were cold and the waitress promised another batch to replace them. We were done eating by the time they came, and to make up for the time it took, she brought out 4 slices of wheat toast... the perfect breakfast dessert. Coffee wasn't refilled once. We weren't whiny about it but they knew they blew it and gave us a $25 coupon for our next visit. I guess I'll try them again but they aren't high on the list.
Review Source:Good place to watch a football game in a not super crowded place in the Davis Square area. The place is clean, has a nice bar and a ton of TVs. You get your typical average bar food and your standard american beer ... so in a nutshell, great for a game and to meet before going somewhere else. Would I want to spend a whole evening there ... probably not.
Review Source:I guess it's not my kind of place. Too sports bar-ish for me. I can forgive having 13 tvs all showing the same game but it's unnecessary for the volume to be cranked so much. When I came here this past Saturday the bar tender was slow and it really wasn't busy. I've never had the food but it just looks like your typical crappy pub food to me. I mean, pub food can be good, but I can tell this pub food would not qualify.
I give it 2 stars instead of 1 because a couple years ago I came here and had some rasberry cream concoction and it was delish. I didn't see it on the drink menu this time though. Not sure how this place has lasted in Davis Square so long . . .
Despite the new management, the Joshua Tree still manages to bollocks up enough stuff that I can't give it a minimum level of satisfaction. Â
Having been here several times and been singularly unimpressed by the level of quality of food, the service or the atmosphere, I was persuaded to give them another try because of a change of hands. Â However, the new managers made no distiguishable upgrades from the old Douche Barn.
Despite the place being relatively empty, service was not terribly prompt, though it was very courteous. Â Our server, once she arrived, was cheery and communicative. Â The bloody mary is just a blort of pre-made mix, well vodka and a celery stick. Â No pepper, no olive, no horseradish, no nothing. Eh, for $4.00 I guess that's to be expected.
Moving on to the food - the kitchen really dropped the ball here. Â A plate of eggs, toast and homefries, with extra butter on the toast shows up not only without butter, but without the bread being toasted. Â Butter was served seperately in cold, hard pats. Ouch. A burger ordered medium rare was gray all the way through and dried out to the point of inedibility. Their chili is, however, particularly good - and obviously made with some care. Â
Still, the gaffes from the kitchen and the overall poor level of quality do not warrant a return visit. Â Leave the Joshua Tree where it has been - in the hands of the Bro dudes, the yah-doods, the white-hats and the obnoxiotrons.
My roommates and I normally end up here on Friday or Saturday nights because we rely on public transport and it's on the way home. Â Personally, I'd rather pay for a cab. Â This is not the place to go if you're a recent college grad, despite it's close proximity to Tufts. Â The crowd is kind of sleezy and the staff isn't super friendly. Â Granted, I can't really hold them on that last one because I would probably be a little irritated to if I were dealing with drunks starting fights (yeah, that's happened while I've been there...twice). Â It is, however, a great place to go though if you want to watch people almost twice your age dance to Gangnam Style.
Review Source:Admission: I usually go to Joshua Tree because it's the "after" bar for a sports league I play in. This review specifically speaks to Thursday nights at Joshua Tree. Specifically, around 10 every Thursday when the lights go down, the music goes up, and the college bros (and their lay counterparts) roll in.
On the whole, J. Tree isn't that bad. It has decent taps, really tasty nachos, and a reasonable amount of space. But wow, all those things don't count for much on Thursdays. I wouldn't be here if all my teammates weren't here.
My boyfriend came to visit me and said he wanted to eat at Joshua Tree again. He brought a friend of ours, so I decided "why not?" There was no way they could really disappoint us with bar food.
Well..
We walk in on a Saturday night, so I expect it to be rather crowded. They sat as at a table near the window, where two other four tops are. Instead, there were about 10 people seated to our left and another 7 to our right. There was one point where we had to move our table over or I would be basically hugging the guy next to me. I felt so claustrophobic that I wanted to leave. It is definitely a bro bar. Everyone there really annoyed me they were so obnoxious.
I ordered a burger, medium-rare, on ciabatta bread. My friend ordered a burger, medium-well on a regular bun, and my boyfriend ordered some bland vegetarian dish that was nearly impossible to mess up.
My burger came out well done on what looked like a McDonalds bun. My friend's was charred as well. It was so busy there that I didn't want to complain about it and wait another half an hour for my food, so I ate it. It was so mediocre and bland. The pickles they give you are horrible. No flavor. It tastes like a cut up cucumber.
My whole experience was a flop. I'll probably stop going back.
The not-so-great rating is more based on the proximity to other restaurants that are so much better.
Veggie burger here was meteokre. I wasn't impressed by the flavor. One very redeeming quality to this place would be the sweet potato fries, which were delicious.
The service was nothing to write home about, and it was loud without being crowded. It became difficult to hear the people I was with, even though the bar was only half full.
Nothing terrible about this place, but there are places right across the street with the same price that are much better.
I'm not surprised to see the mediocre star rating of this establishment, seeing as just about everything in it is mediocre. I came here looking for some dinner with my sister. We had her dog with us so we needed something practical. We decided the seats at joshua tree allowed us to see joe from the window seat. I walk in and ask the hostess for the seat and she tells me "sorry those are reserved for four tops" completely understandable if it was busy, but in the whole area there was ONE table, and by gollie, it was a two person table. I inform her of this, and she has to call her manager. Twice. Seriously? Horrible service.
Then the waitress Alana, was no better. No personality, just Like the steak quesadilla I ordered. Cold and unflavorful, but there, so I dealt with it.
Couldn't wait to get out of there, and the funniest part was that the area was just as empty as it was before we left. Ha, smug hostess.
Joshua Tree is a great venue to catch the game and imbibe in reasonably priced drinks.
I ended up here on a Friday night after my friends were unable to gain admission to Saloon, across the street.
Since summer is approaching, they had the front part of the bar/restaurant opened to Elm Street, so there was a pleasant breeze.
Happily my friends were able to secure a table (I don't really like going to bars where I'm squished in and have to stand).
One gripe was that the bartender didn't give me any change for my Sam Summer, which I'm sure I was due (I think she just kept it as the tip I was going to give her anyway...but all the same).
It didn't seem particularly overrun with undergrads, but this could be that most of the Tufts students have departed for the summer.
The Douchua Tree, indeed.
I am not a sorority girl or a dude-bro. Nor am I 21 years old. So perhaps I have no right to review this place because it's not catering to people like me. Still, I do enjoy beer and I live in the neighborhood and I'm not too snobby about where I do my drinking.
I will not do my drinking here ever again.
My friend ordered a Reuben with onion rings. The rings were flavorless, some of them raw. The bread was soggy on one side, stale on the other. And it was $10.
We didn't get a beer menu until we asked for one. We asked for water and didn't get any. The beer was beer but the glasses were sticky.
Davis has at least ten other decent bars within walking distance of this dive and they all offer the same beers.
Steer clear unless you are a douchebag.
Shockingly enough, this is our go to place for a calm, quiet Saturday or Sunday afternoon.
The brunch menu is fine. There's nothing here that will knock your socks off, but its a decent enough, inexpensive brunch. The bloody marys and mimosas are even cheaper.
Saddle up to the bar and make some small talk with a stranger. Every time we've gone, we've managed to strike up a conversation with the most interesting of characters. Apparently, no one who goes there on a Saturday afternoon is normal (including us).
Just get out of there by the early evening. The Joshua Tree seems to be a douchebag magnet at night... the frat boys can smell desperation and low-cut shirts.
Ok, I came back -- which brings the grand total to twice. Â I was here for a birthday party this afternoon and came from a yoga class. Â I was feeling all centered and zen and peaceful and then I saw they had three dollar mimosas. Â Well, one mimosa turned into four and then I ended up doing two buttery nipple shots and ate some chili.
I had two diet cokes too.
I have no regrets. Â I'd definitely come back for their cheap mimosas and that amazingly delicious buttery nipple.
You should too.
You know you want to.
Andrea does the best rims jobs ever! Â My Shipyard pumpkin beer was all the more delicious with all the cinnamon-y goodness. Â
Been here a few times now and have always had a good time. Â Good drinks, good service, good prices -- all enjoyed with good company. Â
Never tried the food, and probably never will.
You could probably do worse. But "worse" is probably also at least more interesting.
You could definitely do better. There is no situation in which this bar is the best possible option.
Scratch that.
There is ONE situation in which this bar is the best possible option:
You need to kill time before meeting somebody at a nearby location and you need to use the Bank of America ATM, which brings you to this side of the street, and you then find yourself too lazy to cross to the other side of the street to go to The Burren.
Okay, it happens. 2 Stars.
Go here if you want to get roofied! No joke - this happened to my roommate and me last year. It's a place filled with jocks, bros, and apparently, sex starved men who like drugging people. So if you're into that sort of thing - check it out!
Plus the DJs suck. But if you dig the before mentioned dudes who frequent this place, then I'm guessing you'd be into the music too.
I usually read at least some Yelp reviews before I write my own review of a place. I hate being redundant. Â I like being useful. (also funny and cool.) But in this case, I'm refusing to read any of the reviews. I have read some in the past - back in the days when I was more of a Yelp lurker than an actual Yelper. Â My point is that I know that The Joshua Tree is like the red-headed step-child of Davis Square bars.
The thing is... I like the Joshua Tree. Maybe it's a comfort thing. I've spent so much time here that despite knowing it's every quirk and every flaw I can't help but to feel great affection for it. I also feel as if J-Tree and the Burren have been involved in some serious flip-flopping action in the past few years. If this was where all the d-bags came to congregate and felt like a meat market, and the Burren was so much more chill... the universe is striking a balance by completely reversing that trend.
I will also  fully 'fess up and admit to the fact that my favorite bartender works here, and I've been hanging around for so long that I rarely pay for more than every other drink. And yeah, I've been here so much that I know most of the true townies, who congregate in the back left corner of the bar, by name. Me and the Joshua Tree, we have history. And although I don't hang around nearly as much as I used to now that I've found a new love a little closer to home... There will always be room in my heart for The Joshua Tree.
Story time...
Three cute girls, who just bought a drink each, just barely grace their bottoms on three stools at one of many empty tables here.....
Then, in what seems like a blur from a superhero, comes a short waitress who rudely shouts, "ummm i know you aren't ordering dinner, and that table is reserved for people who are ordering food!"
I looked at her with contempt for the way she approached us, but held my tongue, and we all moved to the other side of the bar...then what happens? Two guys sit in the stools seconds later, only with beers, not ordering food, and we sit and watch them and that short waitress walk by and notice them for about 20 minutes straight!!!
Ummmmm sexual discrimination? I think so. I was so upset, that when she walked in front of us, I loudly said to my friend "Funny THEY didn't order food and THEY are still sitting there" And the waitress turned around and said, "I heard that" (Well, duh that was the point) and "I am being fair, there are only two of them and they are only sitting on the outside edge of the table, that's why they can sit there." And I said, um, that makes no sense at all, there is only one more of us...
I should have said the words better business bureau, but then a few moments later (after I swear two other waitresses teamed up with her and bumped into us on purpose while we were standing there trying to drink our beers!!) she went and kicked those guys off the table. How petty is this place, really. WE ARE PAYING CUSTOMERS!
We walked over to the guys and said sorry, and then we she realized we teamed up, she said, fine I guess you can sit at the tables!!!!
At least I won the fight for the table, but Joshua Tree, you better learn how to treat your customers better....I just moved here, and you are not on my good list.....**tisk tisk**
Go to the Burren across the street. Better beer, better food, and better crowd. I will fully admit my review is biased because of one incident from 9 years ago.
Back in 2000 I went to the Joshua Tree with some friends visting from New York. I was talking to a friend of mine when a woman walks by and gives me the stink-eye. I thought maybe I was imagining it but my friend noticed it too. A few minutes later she comes back with a guy. Â "That's him..." she says, pointing a finger at me. Â The guy gets right into my face and says "You call my girlfriend fat?" I laughed. I was roughly 270 pounds at the time so the idea that I'd say something like that struck me as very funny.
Anyhoo, the guy shoves me, the bouncers come running over and pull the guy away saying "That's it... we warned you twice tonight already. You're outta here." Moments later we see the girl pointing at us from across the bar and two other guys were staring us down and making their way over. Not wanting any problems we told the bouncers who said they'd take care of it. While they were speaking to the guys we left. Outside, townie scum #1 was arguing with the bouncer still. He turned his attention toward us as we walked down the sidewalk, yelling some profanity-laden tirade.
Next thing I know my buddy gets sucker-punched from behind. The bouncer had let the guy go, his friends had come outside, and an all-out brawl ensued on the sidewalk. They ended up running away after the chick who started it all started to scream at them.
In short, the Joshua Tree and their bouncers can can suck it.
My low stars isn't because of the crowd.  The crowd was a nice mix on Sunday afternoon.  The two stars is for the service and the food (or lack thereof  . . . read on).
My friend and I were so excited to try brunch at The Joshua Tree. Â With the flat screens TV, it seemed like the perfect place to be for Sunday football. Â It wasn't crowded and the lines were shorter than Sound Bytes.
Gazing over the menu, my friend and I were both excited about the prospect of home fries. I mean doesn't home fries really make for a great brunch experience??!?!? Â So my friend decides on the three eggs combo which on the menu indicates it comes with home fries, a side of either bacon or sausage, toast, and fresh fruit. Â I opt for the French toast which is meant to also come with fresh fruit garnish.
Our waitress was friendly enough, but as we are about to order, she drops the first bad news of the day. Â There are no more home fries left today. Â It's only 12:30p at this point. Â REALLLY?!?!?!?! Â Hrmm so we forget the promise of potato heaven and place our orders sans home fries. Â Our hearts are still halfway in it because she tells us we can substitute the home fries for either French fries or an extra side of sausage or bacon. Â My friend is pretty excited about the idea of two extra sausages and I'm excited I don't have to pay for the side of sausage I would have ordered to begin with. :) Â All seems well until the food comes out . . .
THIRTY MINUTES LATER. Â (Seriously, how long does it take to make eggs and French toast that don't even taste that great? Â I have made both in my kitchen and never has it taken that long.) Â Not only that, our plates are placed in front of us and it's obvious a few things are missing. Â My friend's plate only has the three eggs and three sausage links. Â The waitress informs us that my friend is owed a sausage link but it's on its way. Â My guess is that means one has fallen on the floor or she has forgotten to put in my friend's extra sausage order in. Â Meanwhile, my friend inquires where the toast is. Â The waitress has a very shocked look on her face. Â "Oh yeah," she replies. Â So she comes back in a few minutes with the toast and the missing link. Â
We both look down and ask where the advertised fruit has disappeared to as that has apparently not made it to the plate either. Â The waitress replies, "Oh if you're expecting a fruit salad or something, it's not. Â It's just a slice of orange. Â Do you really want me to go get that?" Â Now I am fine with that because technically that is still fresh fruit, but either way, why the heck ain't it on the plate. Â Did it travel to Bermuda with that missing sausage link?!?!??! Â We shake our heads no, disappointed the one healthy part of our meals is non-existent after all.
As my friend and I quietly dined on our home fries-less and fruitless breakfasts, we were definitely disappointed. Â We had been ripped off. Â I think they need to remove the "fresh fruit" and "home fries" aspect of their menu if they can't readily provide that. Â My French Toast was also okay, but nothing to write home about. Â The only saving grace was the plump sausage links.
While we were there, we witnessed a table of four in the corner waiting anxiously for their food too and it was sad watching their heads peer up everytime a waitress walked by, only to be foiled. Â Not sure what the deal was with the kitchen, but if you're in a rush or feel like getting exactly what you order at a restaurant for Sunday brunch, STAY AWAY from here!
Oh, Joshua Tree. Â How you annoy me.
That second star there is simply because they have pretty good food. Â It can be a little pricey depending on what you order, but nothing has ever been put in front of me there that I didn't like.
Except for the dudes that frequent the place.
Remember American Pie? Â Remember Stiffler? Â Imagine Stiffler as a senior in college. Â Also imagine him as a 20-something-year-old guy who works in finance, owns 4 or 5 of the same blue-striped collared shirts, and says things like, "For real, yo." Â Maybe that's not even hard to imagine, weren't there like 14 of those movies? Â How old did they get by the end? Â What sorts of ZANY things were they having sex with then?
Whatever, what I'm saying is the place is generally frequented by d-bags. Â The guy-to-girl ratio is almost always something like 4:1, too. Â I don't know how or why, but it's always a sausage fest in there. Â It's weird, because you would think guys--especially those of the frat boy genre--would, you know, disperse in the name of trying to bang girls. Â But they don't. Â They just flock to... each other I guess. Â Yeah, there are a lot of TVs in there that feature whatever football or basketball or baseball game is on that night, so maybe that's it, but it's still bizarre in a lot of ways because it is SO consistently man-heavy.
But all of this is to be taken advantage of when you want to have a cheesy girl night (!!!) with your female friends. Â It's a no-fail night of flirting and pretending to be whatever kinds of girls you want to be for those couple of hours. Â Otherwise, try to stick to hours with lower douchebag levels, like lunchtime or week nights between 6:00 and 8:30ish, when dinner is at its peak.
Oh, and PS, the fact that the big windows open up and you can kind of sit outside-ish is cool, too.
Ehhh.
That's all I can say to really aptly describe my feelings towards The Joshua Tree...just ehhh.
Here's the thing, I think it's a great take for lunch or any non-peak hour. Â They have a solid selection of beers on tap and your typical "pubby" type food. Â It's good, nothing special. Â I've had some fair meals here. Â Service has always been good but, like I said, it's nothing special. Â Close your eyes and you could be in any number of generic Collegiate "Pubs".
The real question is: why do they think that when the sun sets you can no longer hear? Â I swear to Thor's Eagle that I have never been in a place that plays music so loud. Â And I realize I probably sound like a Grandmama "Turn that ruckus down!" but I'm dead serious here. Â Conversations in any way, shape or form are impossible in this atmosphere (unless you count dry humping on the dance floor to Rihanna's S.O.S.).
This may be a prime location for people who speak with smoke signals and pelvic thrusts but me, I'm walking across the street and going to Sligo for my night time hang.
I usually turn my head when I walk by this place so I don't  have to see it.
So, there's this certain 'restaurant group' that is spreading across the city like the plague and leaving a trail of generic eateries behind. It's hit Davis, Central Square, and-more recently- Porter Square (the Tavern). Apparently it's also breeding in Boston.
The menu is the same at each place. The logos all look fairly similar, but they give each restaurant a slightly different name. 'Joshua Tree' is a product of this restaurant group- if you flip the menu you'll see the name of their other spawn (aka, places to avoid). Â The 'DJ' spinning Kiss 108 tunes, the massive flat-screen TVs to stare at (mouth open, unblinking)
Fresh-scrubbed college kids love this place.
This  story sums up my feelings on this establishment:
One time a  man shouted at me in Davis Square. I thought I had dropped my ( insert : "T pass/keys/debit card"  here).
No, turns out he was homeless,drunk, rambling, and wanted to ask me out on a date.
Stupidly, I kept talking to him, because I didn't want to be mean, and he kept being persistent about our definite serendipitous connection.
He wanted my phone # and I told him I didn't own a phone. So  he suggested we should meet up sometime. My mind raced....where is the place that I would  be LEAST likely to EVER be?
.....and then I said " Ah yes, you can meet me at my favorite hangout...it's called the Joshua Tree"
This is the second of the 2 meat markets in Davis Square (see: McKinnon's Meat Market for more info).
The best time I ever had here was that time when I drank a couple pints, took a couple shots, and drank a couple more pints. Then I threw up in the bathroom for a while, and stole a pint glass on my way out. Apparently it was so sexy, I got my ass grabbed.
HOT.
The Joshua Tree is an ex-girlfriend.
She's convenient, and occasionally we have fun (80s music, quick beer with friends.) I can't stand the crowd that typically hangs around her. She's attractive to the eye, but I know of her inner awkwardness and character flaws. Almost endearing in a way. There's an amicable demeanor between us that masks gritting teeth and thoughts of what could have been if only...
Point is: I go to the Tree as a result of hanging out at other bars and wanting to end the night feeling familiar and pleasantly dirty. Yes, yes - there's the guilt that follows. It reminds us why we broke up to begin with.
And if I wanted to be with a hooker, I'd look for Sligo standing on the corner.
Feh! to the Joshua Tree. I feel as though it's a Davis Square cliche, and not a good one. The food is mediocre, the service pretty crappy, and it's always crowded and loud. My caesar salad was overly-dressed, limp, and just not tasty. Every other food item I've ever ordered is not memorable. Spend your hard earned cash elsewhere.
Once I went here and had to hang out with my arch nemesis from elementary school (because she was friends with my roommate's friend). Dude, I only have ONE arch nemisis, and it's because she managed to be mean when we were like 10 and continued to be kind of a jerk throughout our mutual schooling experience. Things haven't changed since then, let me tell you.
Ever since then I've steered clear of the Joshua Tree, and I don't feel as though I've missed out on a single thing.
Ok, that's not true, I've gone back a few times (I'm not THAT weirdly hateful), but if I do never go back, I don't feel as though I'll miss out on anything.
I came on a Monday around 9pm and my boyfriend and I were sat right away. The waitress wasn't exactly friendly, but I had sort of a meh day, so it was actually nice to be have someone who wasn't thrilled to start up some conversation. The beer selection is pretty good--Russ and I got a pitcher of Hoegaarden for a fair price, but damn the lemons that accompanied it looked hosed.
The bar was quiet and easy going, no frills. I'm not a huge fan of the sports on the TV, but damn, those TVs are huge. The food was pretty good. Russ's meatloaf was tasty & my Chicken Marsala Pasta was pretty good and certainly filling. The portions were HUGE. Two chicken breasts on a huge pile of pasta, damn. I probably wouldn't come back here A.) Any time the Sox were on B.) Any day but Monday --and though I wouldn't EVER go out of my way for this place, I didn't hate it either.
What a horrible bar/pub. I've been here twice and hated it both times - for the trivia night and on another occasion for a few beers after Redbones. The problem with this place is either the clientele or the design - in fact, one another are most likely intertwined in some causality/correlation link. Let me explain...
The central rectangular bar area dominates to create a bull pen surrounded by a meager seating area of flimsy high tables and uncomfortable chairs. This promotes standing up and lingering around the bar area (there really isn't much other space). The walls are bare brick except for countless HDTVs showing all sorts of sports. There is very little natural light. Who does this appeal too?
--- Packs of ugly guys who drink a lot and watch whatever sport is shown to them ---
Yes, if you are unfortunate enough to come here you'll probably spot the following ratios:
3 guys to every girl
2 head-widths to every neck-width on said guys
This place sucks....
First of all, the bar layout is terrible. Â You are basically always climbing over people. Â The food simply isn't good. Â I used to live down the street from this place and in three years I never once heard of a good meal at the Joshua Tree.
Do yourself a favor and have dinner at Gargoyles down the street and then have a pint at the Burren... Â There really is no need to waste a minute in the Tree.
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