Hit this place up after watchin' Taffer do work on Bar Rescue. Â I had been stuck at a work conference all day with my boss; the guy literally never shuts up, so I was dying to ditch this loser ASAP.
Showed up at OP around 6. Â Had a couple of pitchers. Â Had to piss ~10 times, which was fine since the urinals are pretty clean (stock American Standard Siphon Jet model with no cake). Â Was too drunk to drive my bike back to the hotel, so I chose to walk. Â About halfway back, I decided that I wasn't going to make it, so I checked into another hotel to pass out. Â Woke up to like 100 texts from my boss -- went back to OP to grab my bike and the wheels had been jacked (wtf?)
Anyhow, it's a good dive bar. Â Would have given 5/5, but the additional hotel and bike repair were expensive.
Walked in through the dark outside, went up to the bar hoping to order one of their specials I read about on their website and saw on bar rescue. Bartender responded with a blank stare and informed me they had no specials and were a super dive bar. Then payed for my $5 pint that wasn't super cold. Sorta contradicting if you ask me. Will not be returning and will be warning friends.
Review Source:I like this bar for the Thirsty Thursday deal: $1 domestic pints, $2 premium pints, $3 mango shots.
My gripe with this place is the bartender. She is super slow and seems to ignore who walks up first. I will be standing there for like 10 minutes and somebody will walk up then she'll just immediately serve that person before she'll get to me. I don't wanna seem like an ass and just scream for attention but that's what it seems I have to do.
Anyways, the place is a nice dive bar and was featured on Bar Rescue. The bar is cleaned up now, but I do miss the photo machine. They also allow beer pong, which is a plus. I recommend coming on a Thursday for a deal and to get drunk really fast.
Food=excellent ...Atmosphere=dark and soso...Bartender=not very attentive if you're not male...Bathrooms=need help! I wouldn't come back here if it wasn't for the food...by far best wings I have ever eaten in my 30 years!!! Can't wait to come back to try his specials that change daily...cause everything I've tried so far is excellent! I live within walking distance and wouldn't come here at all before the food got better. Â Now I'm so happy I have a place to walk to for lunch and a beer:)
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The Bar: Considering that this bar has just been made over for the Bar Rescue television program, it should have been hopping.
The Crowd: Sadly, none. It was a ghost town. Maybe a dozen patrons were there, max.
Service: Quick. Served within 5 seconds of being there.
Prices:
Drinks were strong and relatively cheap. Domestic pitcher will run you about $9
Entertainment: 5 TV's, 3 pool tables, 1 air hockey table, and various video games throughout. Internet Jukebox.
Restroom: We weren't there long enough to see it.
Bartender Chat: The bartender, Stephanie, was awesome and super hot. She also works at the Cherry Pit.
Closing statement:So folks, let me say this. This place looks great, has at least one super bartender, and good prices. That's your cue to go fill the joint!
This is pretty much a local's only dive bar that is out of the way. I have been trashed here more times than not and have fared very well even when I puked for what seemed like hours in their dimly lit parking lot.
The beer is cold, drinks are strong and they have a loud juke box. The place kinda smells and the food is gross. Some of the patrons are lame asses, but that's what fists were made for.
Leaving the parking lot buzzed is a bust though. Orange PD stake that place out like its fucking Dragnet.
We ordered take out with this place for lunch and we were sooooo happy with the food! The gyro, fries, rice, salad, artichokes, are sooooo freakin good! We have been trying to find a good med. place to eat and we have finally found it! The location is kinda weird and out of the way from the middle of Huntington, but it is worth the drive. By far some of the best food I have had in a while. They give you so much food you will have leftovers! We can't wait to try more things there!
Review Source:Ok, here goes. Wanted to watch Monday Night football and this place is close to home. The drink "specials" for MNF didn't look too appealing. So I payed the 6 bucks for the new-castle jumbo mug (must be about 32 oz.) decent price for an import.
Right away I felt sort of "outta place." Strangers may be generally given the cold shoulder routine here, but I have no history to compare the vibes. Anyway, I can barely focus on the game with one of the "regulars" (father time) yelling at the top of his voice just screaming his conversation with the other patrons. He seems loaded so I avoid contact. This leads me to change seats as I sit at the bar instead of next to this fellow. So now I'm in front of the jukebox feeling every beat of the tunes, the volume seems a bit excessive considering the size of the room, but the selection wasnt bad.
No real issues with this place. I didnt want to push my luck and order any food, so no comment there. I DIDNT see anyone else eating tho and that may be a sign. ??? Will I go back? Sure.
What can I say about the Olive Pit that hasn't already been said about Afganistan? Â Truly a dive bar with a fiesty local crowd. Â The prices are good (big Stella around $5) and the drinks strong (more Jager than bomb). Â Weekend nights used to be real crowded but the occasional OPD sweep usually thins out the herd. Â The jukebox is loud and stocked with a variety of tunes. Â Sundays here are pretty mellow.
Review Source:The Olive Pit - An interesting place..
This place can be a bit hard to find, as it's behind a row of stores that has a drop down parking area, but the name on the brick fence out front points the way.
Inside, it's a dark divey type of bar, with locals, lots of drink choices, pool tables, games, tv's. The people there were pretty cool.
I travel quite a bit back and forth from AZ to O.C. so I've been there on different nights.
On the weekends this place seems to fill up with an interesting mix of brow's and princesses, which is pretty entertaining, but everyone was pretty cool overall.
I went and saw the game there on Sunday, not a lot of people there, it was pretty mellow.
I will probally go back, it a great db to hang out and people watch.
I'm so on the fence about this place. I love dive bars, and this one has a neat little hidden location. At first i really wasnt into it, but decided to have the best time i could with the friends i was with. By the time I had left, I was loving the place. (i was also super smashed sooooooo)
The Pro's:
  3 pool tables
   full bar
   friendly bartenders
   stiff drinks
   full of characters
the Con's:
   full of "bro's"
   pool tables need to be serviced
   it looks like a dumping ground for old table games
Since my friend just moved in down the street, Im sure ill be back.
This place would make a great fight club. It is quite secluded and aimed at the working class folk in Orange. I used to actually frequent this place a lot back when I was depressed but not so much these days. Back then I would usually meet a dude, probably named Jim, and I would know because it would say it on his shirt. He would buy me a beer or two in exchange for an ear to lend. I learned a lot of my therapeutic skills in places like the Pit. I would usually listen to the Jims up until they started discussing the racial superiority of the white man. At this point I would know it was time to go home or go Chasers of all f'ng places.
A few weekends ago, my friends and I went to the Pit on a Friday night, and we did not have the depression to blame. To my dismay there was a DJ there and gaggles of young quasi-attractive ladies. The Jims were still there but they were flanked in all directions by these women. It was quite a nice little surprise. Of course there were plenty of douche bags and their lifted trucks but they were all busy talking to the Jims about Glamis or Beirut or wherever the fuck else these folks go.
The Pit is still quite the dive. It has everything a dive bar in Orange would have: beer, liquor, games, sports, decay, etc. However, I guess now they bring in DJ Triple Nipple on Fridays in order to scare away the Jims. Problem is that the Jims really have nowhere else to go.
Oh The Olive Pit. Had it not been for all my buddies ditching me one night, I'd of never known it even existed. Came here a while back to meet up with a buddy of mine who told me to come down. It's a great spot. Drinks are cheap and consistent. No one pours a weak drink around here. The atmosphere can be a little Bro-ey, but that's becoming unavoidable here in OC nowadays. It might even be safe to say that you could come here by yourself and end up just having a good time chattin up the bartenders, all of em are cool as hell. All in all, it's a bitchin joint. Make sure you've got a DD though, Cops are always chillin on the other side of La Palma waiting for their next victim.
Review Source:I've been known to frequent this bar from time to time. Â Let me get two shots of Bushmills and pitcher of Bud Lite. Â Drink, talk, then turn around and do what I came to do. Â Get my Pinball on. Â They have a classic machine here, Playboy. Â This game is straight out of the 70's, but it's still fun. Â They try to tease you with scantily clad girls all over the game board, but only some of them are still hot. Â My Favorite part is when you hear the voice saying "Jackpot hurry up". Â I don't know, it's just funny. Â The bar is nothing special just your typical dive, but it has a lot of pool tables and an Internet jukebox.
Review Source:A delayed review but nonetheless.. this is my FIRST time in a Dive Bar! ^_^ It was extremely hard to find and a lot of us confused this address for the dental office but eventually we found this place tucked away behind the stores in front. Follow the steps down and turn left to find the entrance.
The best part of this bar was the wonderful Yelpers there ^_^ and of course the free t-shirt in the end! My dad wears it! lol I thought the bartenders were super nice and the service was not bad. There was one customer that scared me. I am scarred for life! But at least I got to see the Yelp scene and the fun things that go on!
They have pool tables, Foosball, air hockey and more. There are a bunch of activities for sober or inebriated people to enjoy! ^_^
Ah, the Olive Pit. Poor, poor, Olive Pit. It was like you were on a first date and everything was going just smabby you even got a kiss at the end of the night. Then you wait and wait and wait for the call, then you hear from a friend that your date wasn't that interested and plus they thought you were fat! What?!
Not me though, I enjoyed my first date with the Olive Pit. I thought it was everything it promised to be and more. Although it's not quite a dive bar and not quite a sports bar, but a neighborhood-sports bar sorta thing rolled into one. And they were excited to have loads of new people visit them on one Saturday night a fortnight or so ago.
I was excited too! For only having two bartenders they did awesome! I never had to wait for a drink, the staff was super friendly - Dave even gave us some crazy concoction of a shot for free! I like my bars with cheap drinks and games, and it's not often that you find a neighborhood bar with pool, foosball, darts even some freakin' air hockey. I was astounded by all the games.
Sorry some other folks thought our first date didn't go so well, Olive Pit, but I thought you were fab and would even pay you another visit if I were in the area.
Thumbs Up:
-Loads of games! Games! Games!
-Cheap drinks.
-Welcoming & friendly barkeeps.
Thumbs Down:
-For some folks, it's a bit difficult to find.
-No pinball. All these games and not a pinball machine in sight!
I liked this place.... had that whole "Whatever happens here, stays here" feeling. Pool tables, VERY friendly crowd, fast service, cheap booze... I mean what else could you ask for?
I ordered a shot of Vodka and Cranberry/Vodka. It was like $8 or something. Can't beat that.
Too bad it's 60 miles from where I live or I'd stop by here more often.
well, they've got the "pit" part right.
look - i know people love their dives.. i love my dives.. but this one lacked even the typical dive charm. it was just.. meh. drinks were reasonable, staff was more than friendly, but the bar itself was nothing i really care to revisit.
if it's your first time, it will be very hard to find - take that as an omen. i'm sure the faithful will be screaming sacrilege at this next comment, BUT... Â if you swanked the place up, maybe even lounged it out; couple that with the randomness of location, and you could have a pretty amazing spot. regardless, i'm sure they'll stick with the old man crying into his beer motif and be just fine with it.
rock on olive pit.
Every Sin Has A Flavor.
Or, at least that's the lesson I "literally" took home after one night at the Olive Pit. Â How could I not? Â The friendly barkeep ensured it was conveniently plastered across my chest upon leaving the premises.
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So, you're literally searching for "The Pit" when you venture out to "The Olive Pit." Â Its semi-secretive locale makes it a bit hard to find (think ninja staircase downward), but once you finally do, it won't disappoint. Â The large setup makes it a fine place to mix, mingle, and down a few in good company (e.g. OC's CD SWAP PARTY of 50+ people), and besides good tunes, almost being the recipient of cigarette ash in your medium-strength drink (courtesy of the friendly barkeep) makes for an interesting conversation starter. Â
The Olive Pit retains all the character of a dive bar, except that it's much cleaner and they keep the lights real bright. Â A few pool tables and air hockey keep you active, while a digital juke box features your garden variety of Top 40 PLUS has a basic handful of Metal.
I was ever so slightly buzzed, but I just wished that they had more Iron Maiden on the Juke Box!
Nevertheless, I made do with Master of Puppets and $5 vodka tonics.
Pros
- $5 medium strength drinks (they don't price discriminate if you happen to request GG in your vodka tonic)
- Games galore! Â (Pool, air hockey, darts, video games)
- Secluded entrance borders a secluded parking lot. Â Conducive for outside bar brawls, or spectator sports like riding, not inside, but on top of cars. Â
- Friendly staff and even friendlier locals!
Cons
- Watching the friendly barkeep "almost" ash his cigarette hanging out the side of his mouth in your vodka tonic. Â But hey, you could call that anxiety par for the course of your dive bar themed evening.
- Lights are way too bright in there. Â I prefer looking dark and mysterious.
And what was the flavor of the night? Â That flavor was "salty" only because salt makes your mouth water, and leaves you craving for more. Â
Overall, A-OK for a fun and salty time at the Olive Pit!
(clear throat)
No, hell didn't freeze over...
A muse just kicked me in me head, that's all...
- The Sitch-i-a-tion:
So I made the trek to North San Diego to see some good friends and to hopefully make new ones...
(sh*t...it's come to my attention that I've made quite an impression on a few more Yo-Cers)
I've finally found my way to this place...after passing it 3 times...eesh, that never ever happens to me...see how well hid The Olive is !
Anywho, at first, it reminded me of that scene in Swingers, you know the one where they get in The Derby thru the rear entrance. It felt like that...I parked in the quiet front lot, walked down the side drive way to an even larger parking lot, I began to hear muffled music in the distance getting louder as I walked closer. I spot a couple of kids smoking outside and then a path of light consisting a mix of fluorescent and neon lighting. Then the sound of bottles clinking, laughter and conversation begins to sooth in a feeling of familiarity, a feeling of being.
I walk in the front door, quickly spot some friends and make my way over to them. The rest of the evening is history, only to be repeated through memory and bit info on mega pixels.
Oh...on a side note, I was tackled and mauled upon arrival.
- The Bar:
Well, it's quite spacious and comfortable. I like that they have almost every form of bar entertainment there is...check it:
- Juke Box
- Video Games
- Pool Table
- Dart Board
- a Foosball table
- and yes...even an Air Hockey Table
The O.P. gets the Golden Sombrero in me book for all this entertainment and we haven't even gotten to the booze or the dames yet !!
The locals seem to keep to themselves, kinda young too...mid 20's. It seemed that the locals didn't mind that our group took over their little oasis. They even came over and tried to interact with us.
Amy Winehouse "Come on everyone...let's do Thriller!"
Cheeks  *yawn*
Amy Winehouse "How 'bout you !?"
Cheeks  *blink...blink*
Amy Winehouse "WHOOOO!"
Cheeks *balling my fist up*
Amy Winehouse "oookaaay"
*turns around and splits*
Luckily she knew when to quit...heh
I didn't really get a chance to buy any alki-hall from these cats, but the beers seemed pretty cheap...$4.50 for a huge glass of drought beer...Thanx Bong !
I'd give it a solid 3 stars, but the pack of wolves I ran with that night makes me bump it up a star. I doubt I'll ever come back to this place merely because of it's location, but I'll never say never.
The only downer of the night was when I was leaving, I saw the locals begin to harass a couple of skater as they were leaving. C'mon, really...fook that !
Carlos !! Don't leave yet !!
Wait for me !!
OMG, where the hell is this place?
We drove up and down the street until we finally spotted "Olive Pit" on a large strip mall sign. Hmm, this is a weird sketchy area with seemingly nothing around it. The strip mall was locked up tight. Â We parked and then I saw the archway with some stairs. Â
Okay, here we go. Once downstairs, I saw a huge parking lot and heard loud music coming from the bar. Â All right! We found it.
I greeted the small group of yelpers when we walked in but beelined it to the bar. Â The male bartender made the two drinks I ordered, a vodka tonic and the Cape Cod without giving us a lime wedge. Â I didn't ask for it because I thought maybe this is what they mean but "dive bar." No accoutrements for you!
Well, later I saw the female bartender cutting up limes. Â She was the better bartender I thought. Though the guy did later comp me some interesting SoCo shot after I expressed my vanilla vodka with orange juice was super weak (it was $3 so I didn't complain too much). Well drinks are $4 each. Call drinks seemed to be around $6.
I would call this place a sports bar without TVs (well, I didn't see any). Â There are pool tables and air hockey. It's very bright with Miller Lite posters on the wall. Â The restroom wasn't extremely clean but it was reasonable.
Other than the 40+ yelpers that eventually gathered here, I didn't get a sense of the crowd. Although, some guy kept hitting on me and the rest of the women. Â I think he talked to everyone. Â Gotta admire his guts but no thanks to him sending me his "music."
Unfortunately, the cook wasn't there and the bartender told me they'd been sending out for the food and to try back on Monday. Â Oh heck no, I'm not coming back here. Â Love your cheap drinks that get drunk in five sips causing me to purchase four of 'em but I rather stay in LA.
If my memory serves me correctly ...and I believe it does... since it was just hours ago.... Â I think this place was great! Â ...and even if I'm not remembering it quite right, it's still a good sign, cuz it means I had myself a really good time.
A hidden dive with very friendly staff... They were very accommodating to the large group of Yelpers that flooded in on a Saturday night. Â The back area seemed more than sufficient space for a large party. Â It was neither deafeningly loud, nor dark and suffocating. Â Claustrophobics have no fear, there's breathing room! Â
I loved that the atmosphere lent well to carrying conversation...surely being with great company doesn't hurt! Â
It's a bit of a hard find, but keep looking! Â It was well worth our time.
Can't speak for locals or of the regular crowd, but definitely a cool enough venue for a large gathering. Â
BYO Fun.
Despite the fact that I rarely drink, if some friends wanted to go out and have a drink, I would definitely recommend The Olive Pit. It's not a stereotypical dive bar, but has a theme of sports and Nascar all over the walls, and yet is still clean and not raunchy. The only thing I was a little disappointed at was the kitchen cook was in Baja that night so we had to go to Chick Fil A to grab a bite to eat since we were hungry...but that is for the next review.
In a nutshell, the drinks a decently priced, the crowd is drunk but cool and you get a nice variety of music coming out of the jukebox.
The Olive Pit, located in the armpit of an industrial complex in the city of Orange, California gives way to an uninteresting and uninspiring Saturday night. Unfortunately, the Olive Pit was the destination as I'm being dragged out last minute to an unofficial Yelp event.
This is precisely the kind of place where beat up strippers go to escape their daily grind and hang out. Where the bartender appears five lines into a meth fueled night.
Upon arriving, I met a guy named "Tip" outside smoking. Without invite, he willingly explains his name is "Tip" because of his tipping habits. Inside, I'm feeling confused and panicked. I'm not even through the door and I'm being subjected to this level of social discomfort and I'm quite certain in moments this feeling will triple as I walk through the door. Within the next ten feet, I confirm that the Internet is a wonderful thing and Yelp is a great site. However, there is something incredibly charming about being anonymous behind a keyboard.
I take a seat at the bar, open a tab and tell my girlfriend to go mingle and have fun. I sit and stare at the bottles behind the bar. I'm slightly amused at the iron cross sticker with numbers "714" stamped in the middle. Where is a confederate flag when you need one? Pathetic. Â
Most of the liquor appeared to be old and generic. The dust and dirt around the serving stations were enough to halt all future ordering beyond the pint of Bluemoon (no Orange in sight).
It was sad to think that someone actually owns this bar given the amount of waste going on. Dollars were being drained faster than running water. Â The bartender was giving out free drinks left and right and he kept mistaking orders result in even more free drinks.
Aside from his meth shakes and the yelling...the bartender was smoking while mixing drinks. I watched in nausea as the ashes fell in and around the drinks. Â It was simply appalling and grotesque. Unless you are looking for a cheap hooker, cheap booze and dreadful music... you may have found your new home. For the rest of you who have taste, self-respect, and self worth... stay away.
If you are looking for a dive bar experience with character, check out the Fling on the border of Tustin and Santa Ana. This is where Phi Shane used to rock it 7 nights a week.
Although it doesn't have quite the charm of, say, Roubi's bathroom, The Olive Pit turned out to be a great place to hold the OC Mix CD Swap. Â They had no problems accomodating 50+ Yelpers of varying degrees of drunkenness and rowdiness in the back pool table area. Â
Mrs. Q had called earlier in the day just to let them know that a large group of us would be coming to the Pit, just in case they weren't forewarned. Â Dave (barback/manager? not really sure) was really excited to have a large group, and to show his gratitude, treated Hazel and I to shooters of SoHo (Southern Comfort + Red Bull + strawberry Pucker). Â It was pretty tasty, actually - I know the girl at the bar next to us was raving about it. Â Let's just say she and her exploding cleavage seemed the perfect demographic for a drink called SoHo. Â Anyway, William S. probably deserved a shot (and more!) for organizing the event, but hey, I wasn't complaining.
The Pit has a lot going for it: Ample room for groups, good mix of tunes on the juke box, cheap drinks (pitchers of Blue Moon for $12! Â Twelve dollars, folks!), plenty of the usual bar games, including foosball! Â Hm, all these exclamation points must mean I was surprised at how much I liked this place. Â I was expecting a dingy dive, but this place was pretty cool.
If you're not looking for the Olive Pit ... you're not gonna find it. Â If you're looking for the Olive Pit, you're not gonna find it unless you look really hard, especially at night!!
My navi got me in the general area as usual ... so I'm at 834 Lincoln and I'm thinking ... this ain't no Olive Pit so as I'm cruising the parking lot, I finally see an arrow pointing towards the back of the strip mall and it says Olive Pit. Â People weren't lying when they said "it's hard to find" and "you won't see it from the street."
Once you finally make it here ... here's what I experienced on a Saturday night:
- decent draft beer selection and prices
- no need to bring your ID, they don't check ... maybe i just look old
- bunch of cool regulars including an Amy Winehouse look-a-like
- if you get too drunk, don't worry you won't get kicked out
- good spot for large groups getting together
- digital jukebox, air hockey, fooseball and pool tables
- eat first - the cook was in baja catching fish for some tacos or something but the remodeled kitchen will re-open after 10/13
- take care of the bartender and he'll take care of you ... he was real cool, just make sure he doesn't ash in your drink
- don't park in the front, some drunk fool might jump on your car
- be careful, you can easily fall into a drunken stupor here
overall experience was cool
I'm a dive enthusiast. After all, FERNS (the smallest dump/dive in Long Beach) was my old safe haven where I'd get annihilated on anything cheap and stiff.
Now, for me to venture out to god knows where and look for a place that really has no sign or indicator of its existence is quite frustrating. Hard to find...but we made it in one piece. Orange is so dangerous.
The Olive Pit  -- yes, this place is a dive -- a fuckin nose dive into
BRO-tard-sportsbar-Sahara Stripper after hours with puke on top.
Not an instant hit nor did it rank up there in my top DIVE BARS list, but for the cause this particular night, I was a trooper and went along for the trailer ride.
My initial dismay with this place was due to the fact that the only Vodka option they offered me was Smirnoff. It wasn't until I was two drinks in that Grey Goose was presented. Yes, I do discriminate against my spirits. It IS my buzz and it IS my wallet.
If anything is OVER-HYPED, it would be the fact that people rave about drinking cheap shit.
Sorry, I'm not 19 years old with a $20 budget and a liver made of steel.
I am 30 and my cheap-shit drinking days are OVER. Most dive bars carry top shelf or decent liquor and when the Grey Goose miraculously appeared, I felt somewhat content. I'd rather drink smooth and wake up feeling fine than drink rough and have a gnarly headache and the shits.
The patrons were all suspect. Honestly, when the drunk strippers were fighting over a guy and calling each other a "whore" while this other chick threw her glass against the wall -- I really felt like it was time to roll out.
Not what I consider exciting, but I have seen better surly action. And why is it bright in there? Do we really need to see what these people look like?
I know it's a 'dive" and I wasn't expecting to see anything better than what I got.
The bar has some video games, pool tables and your standard bar entertainment, like UFC matches on the tube. Â The jukebox was a stellar one -- playing lots of rap and hip hop and I think I heard a Sublime song.
The jukebox was alarming to me. When I heard "I just wanna fuck you, no kissing and hugging, blah blah blah" I thought for a second, "Where. the hell. Am I? Only bros and their clingy slags listen to that shit. Take me to my punk rock hole, please. I wanna listen to the Adolescents and DK!"
My honest opinion of this place? Well, I think you just read it.
Would I recommend this place while visiting Orange, CA? No.
I'd rather recommend a habanero salsa Colonic.
I imagine the Quintessential Barfly has a stool at The Olive Pit.
By far, one of my favorite dives in Orange County....Sure, aesthetically it is nuthin' to write home about...it's not dressed up or begging to impress, but what the Pit lacks in beauty it makes up for in the characters that inhabit it any given weekend night. Mostly locals....some locos...and patrons that want only to enjoy an evening drinking or shooting pool with friends, old and new. Â
The jukebox doesn't disappoint, either.... Classic rock, metal, and punk tunes you wouldn't expect making it all the betta.
The best thing of all is how incognito the bar is... if you aren't familiar with the area, or the strip mall the Pit is behind (and under)...you'll pass it by without even knowing.
Which means more for me.
Olive Pit - Where a mid 40's ex-stripper can work as a bartender while serving a 15 year old high school kid a beer at the same time a drunk white washed Korean guy with a mohawk makes his rounds trying to smoke people out.
Gotta like this place! Hahah.
So it's been a while since I seen my old coworker and he asked me to go hang out. Â He told me we'd just hit up a bar in the OC. Â So I changed into my torn jeans, hustler wifebeater and chucks and arrived at the Olivepit.
LOCATION: Dude, this is the hidden of all hidden bars. Â It's behind a strip mall and the only way to get there is to drive through the back entrance. Â When you drive back you see this big parking lot with basically just the bar there.
PRICES: Cheap beer, they got quite a few beers on tap, you can get a pint for about $4-$5? Â Pretty good. Â
ATMOSPHERE: There's a big bar, 2-3 pool tables and a small area that people use as a dancefloor.
CROWD: Â Everyone you can think of.... Bro-hos. Â Eclectic people. Punk rockers. skaters, Asian college students, old people, cholos, etc. Â You name it, you can find someone like that at the Olive Pit. Â Everyone is pretty cool and just there to have a good time.
This the first Non-Asian owned joint that I've been to that doesn't care if you smoke inside.
After a few hours pass, people are dropping like flies..drunken craziness and I'm talking about the old people.
I'm not much of a bar person but if I was.. I wouldn't mind coming here. =)
You need to take this for what it is.. a dive bar. Â If you go there with that thought it mind, it's great.
Reasonable priced drinks, loud music, pool tables, and the true meaning of "variety is the spice of life" crowd.
Me, my special man friend. Jessica L. and her man Josh went out there for a couple of drinks and some people watching. We saw the most amazing white girl with the biggest badonkadonk any of us had ever seen.
I was a little sad about the fact that there was one bathroom stall for the whole place, but it wouldn't be a dive bar if it didn't have one stall.
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