Came here with some friends during our first annual "Rancho Cordova Light Rail Pub Crawl" and this place is a DIVE!!!!!! And not in the way a hot 20-something says, "oh, I love going to dive bars", this place is a straight up pit!!! Â
The place reaks of cigarette smoke (which is a plus 1-star in my book) and the clientele looks like they havent seen a sober day since carter was in office. Â The pool area doubles as storage, humongous safe included. Â What the fuck is in that safe? Â I'm afraid i'll never know.
I know that it is kind of far fetched to give this place a 5 tar but it WAS open on Christmas Day.
This place is OLD school. I don't know what happened here long ago to be the kind of spot that only serves beer. I can only imagine. But don't let that stop you.
The first thing I noticed upon entering was that EVERYONE was smoking. I think that gets 4 stars alone. I mean in this day and age of the fear of second hand smoke and laws forbiding smoking in bars that one STILL exists is a rare thing indeed.
I also loved that my girlfriend and I were the only people in the bar that didn't have a ful head of grey hair. I think that there were 11 old men and one Calamity Jane looking woman sitting at the end of the bar that supposedly was from Iceland. Only at a place called the Norseman.
I lived in the apartments across the street from the Norseman for a while and I went in there one time on a weeknight at about 11pm with a friend.
There was one other customer in there and he was chatting with the person behind the bar, we ordered a beer each and after about five minutes we asked if the TV could be put on ESPN to catch a score we were looking for. Nobody was watching the TV but the person behind the bar said "this is not a sports bar" and continued his conversation.
So we slammed the rest of our beer and went to the old Don Juan Club around the corner.