Peacock Bar and Grill

A classic place. Iconic, even. If walls could talk.....

This is probably the only mixed-drink bar left in town that's the real deal. "Dive" would be proudly accepted as a descriptor.

You could meet Tom Waits here if he was performing in town.... "bucket full of sin" as he would say.

Low prices, stiff drinks. An appropriate level of gruffness from behind the bar. About as close to edgy as you will find in Corvallis, so this place is needed badly in a town that brags about diversity but really has very little.

I haven't eaten here in a long while, but it used to be just fine. Cheap breakfast. Yep, breakfast.

Pool tables, shuffleboard, juke box; live music now and then. Upstairs for more room and less restraint. Never been a fan of Karaoke, but if that's what makes your grapefruit squirt then it happens here.

Go ahead, put some Ying in your Yang.

This is as close to a college bar as you are going to find in a small college town. I don't know why, but it is, and unfortunately it sucks. In any other state, except possibly Utah, the kids would have a whole host of dive bars to choose from which would breed competition which would force the peacock to up their game. Yes they have $1 PBR (but in Oregon, who doesn't?), and yes there is karaoke downstairs, and yes there is a DJ upsatirs. But you are also paying a $2 cover just to get into a dive bar with watered down drinks, no ac, and music so loud you can't even hear that the sorority girl wants you to take her home. The food is cheep, probably why the homeless of corvallis go there and the lowest quality you are going to find in downtown. There are pool tables, a crooked shuffleboard table and scattered tables throughout. This is a excellent place to be a creeper and take home the less fortunate who have had too much to drink.

Where do you start with this place ?  The food is usually OK.  Not great, but OK.  The service is nearly always horrendous.  It's an eye-opener when you hear a server yell across the place, "we aren't waitresses.  We are bartenders."  Who gives a shit ?  Hire waitresses if this is such a chore for you.  Another annoying thing was when one of the dumbass bartenders "corrected" my pronounciation of Widmer when I pronounced it exactly like I heard one of the brothers pronounce it on a radio commercial.  What an arrogant ass.  No tip for that tard.  To summarize, I have found that you have to REALLY want to go there to enjoy it and I just don't any more.  The food isn't good enough for me to put up with the nonsense.