If you've not been here in a couple of years you owe it to yourself to give the Spur another try. Â Julie, the new owner, is awesome and has taken this bar a long way. Â Now don't get me wrong, it's still a proper dive with many of the same old regulars, but now there's also a younger crowd hanging out here, beers on tap, and some of the best bar staff in town. Â A great place to catch a Giants game, or unwind after a long day of work.
Review Source:really nothing needs to be said, bartenders pour great drinks, the regulars are nice, pool table, jukebox, 4 beers on tap, Sasha Brown, dice, smoking out back. Â If you're a jerk the regulars will make sure you know that you're out of line...even the Irish are on their best behaviour...cowbells during the Giants games...
Review Source:As dive bar as you can get, but when the Taco Shop and Chug Pub are full, where else can you go? Service is super speedy, as others have already noted, but that's also because the beer selection is pretty small. Their happy hour kicks butt, and the pool table is generally open (you'll need quarters). The clientele is generally of the older, more jaded variety, but they'll entertain your bright-eyed youth before scoffing at you. Also, the drinks are pretty cheap for the area. There are multiple tvs, but only one bathroom for everyone, so be aware of that before you get tanked and have to wait in line for the restroom.
Review Source:Silver Spur is nicely detailed and clean. doesn't look like an Irish Pub though there are guinness signs everywhere. few draughts available.
pour:
gin & tonic(4)
-nice strong well pour
guinness(4)
-nice pour, very fresh.
on draught:
-quick service
-patrons clean dressed,
-not street nor construction  types
So I walk into this bar, and there's a Pit Bull sitting on a stool. I know immediately that this is going to be an amazing experience.
(BTW, the Pit Bull is named Sasha, and she belongs to the owners. She's very wiggly and was kind enough to snuggle with me a little bit before I ordered a drink.)
I ordered a Bloody Mary, and then another Bloody Mary, because they were the best Bloody Marys I've had ... maybe ever. Perfectly spicy, not too boozey ... to die for. The bartender, Brian D., said that it's one of drinks he truly prides himself on, and I can see why.
This place is cash only, but it's so reasonably priced and such a fun atmosphere, I don't mind making an ATM run. I only wish I lived closer so I could go there on the regular!
I am very biased, I LOVE dive bars! Â So if you don't, just stop reading. Â Immediately (but you really should seriously consider this lifestyle, it is fabulous). Â
We ended up here because Underdog's was way too packed during the Giants playoffs, and it was a GOOD MOVE!
Very reasonably priced drinks, PBR + Jim Beam special was one when I was here. Â I don't like Jim Beam, and the bartender was sweet enough not to give me a dirty look when I asked for a tequila shot instead. Â I have been refused that at other bars, so I was very very grateful that she let me do it. Â
When the Giants kicked SL's butt, finally rewarding the torture we SF'ers had been going through and making it to The World Series 2012, there was free champagne for everybody! Â It was unexpected and quick - I was still jumping up and down when someone put it in my hand. Â WINNER WINNER CHICKEN DINNER. Â
Speaking of dinner, they don't serve food here, but you're allowed to bring in outside food. Â There's a decent pizza place nearby, can bring in some tacos from Underdogs, or if you want to get in the true drunken spirit, there is a KFC/Taco Bell 10 yards away. Â
Good crowd too, many different types of people, friendly but not inyourface, will definitely be back!
We were in there before the Outside Lands festival on Saturday early afternoon and although yes, it is a dive bar, it was right up our alley. Our first drinks, Irish or Bailey's coffee were mostly booze with a splash of coffee (exactly how we like it). The sarcastic bartender, Brian, was our favourite. We didn't stop laughing from the minute we walked in. And yes, the apple pie moonshine. Something to write home about for sure! All in all, this is a genuine dive bar, so come with an open mind and a sense of humour.
Review Source:An intimate unassuming dive bar which has been in the hood since the 40's, Silver Spur makes for a decent spot to catch up with someone over a stiff drink. It's narrow and the crowd consists of regulars. Most of the patrons are mellow with slightly glassed over eyes, while some patrons wandered in later with wide eyes and a party spirit. The bartender was friendly enough, but being that I'm a water drinker and my accomplice wasn't a big drinker either  - she seemed a little confused as to what we were doing at Silver Spur. I much prefer Durty Nelly's down the way - as far as ambiance and crowd, but Silver Spur was still an exciting find in the hood, and it sounds like their jukebox has some real winners on it.
Trust.
Three words: Apple. Pie. Moonshine.
The Silver Spur is a bit precarious upon first glance, but it's definitely not about looks here. I was pretty disappointed that there wasn't any draft beer, as I'm a beer snob and not typically one for shots. But then, my eyes laid on a huge container of what was labeled as "apple pie moonshine." My friend let me try a sip of hers, and from there, it was love.
This drink tasted exactly like apple pie in liquid form. Even a little bit like those junky McDonald's apple pies that nearly burned your mouth off as a kid. In a GOOD way. The buzz you get from this is so smooth and tingly. It's quite pleasant.
Yes, you might run into some questionable individuals here, but if you're overwhelmed by the crowd at Underdog's, try this as an alternative.
This bar won't be everyone's cup of tea, but it has a lot of things going for it, in my book: walking distance from my house, fun bartenders, strong (cheap) pours, and excellent people-watching.
Cash only.
Free pool on Sundays, close proximity to dim sum and PPQ, and 49ers games. Â I have spent many an afternoon watching UCLA games with the +1 at the Spur, and the walk home always seems a lot warmer after a few hours here.
EDITED TO ADD: Brian makes a damn good spicy bloody mary. Â It makes it easy to choose whether to go to church or the Silver Spur on Sunday.
Do you ever have one of those days where you just say "Eff this, I am going to get super plastered, eat some greasy Chinese food, and pass out?" Â If so, the Silver Spur is the perfect place to go. Â They have cheap shots and the surly yet friendly bartenders/patrons won't judge. Â And extra points for proximity to said Chinese food. Â Have a ball.
Review Source:This bar is my roommate's Cheers. I don't think it could ever be mine though. It had a great down to earth feel but there were two things that led me to remove stars.
1. No draft beer. I am a beer snob. I love my beer served right. I also want some good craft beers, the only micro-brew there was Sierra Nevada Pale Ale.
2. I felt like the only gay in the village. In gayer bars, disputes are settled by z-snapping and then making out, I just saw people yelling and almost coming to blows. This place was not at all anti-gay, it just isn't where I would go to meet a date. The energy is very masculine and heterosexual.
The bartender was super nice, the drinks are stiff. It is about the same cost as most other bars. Cash only. I am still on my search for my cheers.
I love this bar because it is inexpensive and gritty...just how I like my whiskey. This is a great little place to go when you don't know where to go. I have searched San Francisco high and low for good bars that are both affordable and fun and the only two I've come to like are Molotov's and the Silver Spur.
You walk in and you'll see an older crowd scattered around the bar and the bartender lady is usually easy on the eyes as well, but you know she can pack a punch. Everyone seems really laid back and if there is any rowdiness, it's usually taken care of with a beer on the house.
I come back here a lot when I don't know what I want to do for the night. Sometimes it is just fun to hang out with the people in the Silver Spur. It's like being at home, but with strangers watching the same television show as you.
It is a little bar, you might just walk past it, so keep your head up and you'll see the big sign. Also, they only take cash.
If you decide to go to the silver spur, make sure you don't go to the bathroom first because the bartender will throw a bitch fit, bang on the door, and kick you out.
So.. We walk in on a thursday night looking to get a few drinks. My friend and I needed to use the restroom first. We were in there and the bartender completely freaked out.. i dont know why and so we left the bar. He was very rude and it was a TERRIBLE first experience. I will NEVER go back and neither will any of my friends.
GO DOWN THE STREET TO THE CHUG PUB INSTEAD.. the bartenders there are a lot more friendly!
If you stop in at the Spur during the day, you can get a complimentary baloney sandwich or bowl of chili - not a bad deal.
The ceiling is held together by duct tape and the pictures on the wall are from the 70's. But they have recently added flat screen T.V.s and a downloadable juke box.
In all sense of the moniker - this place is a dive bar, but strives to be a reputable one. Mike is the main bartender and is rather friendly and personable. He doesn't serve wine, but serves High Lifes chilled in a bucket of Ice.
Some of the other bar tenders on the other nights, can be questionable depending on their moods.
I would recommend stopping in for morning drinking, at lunch time, early afternoon, or on any holiday - that is when the company is best.
All in all - its not a bad place to live the High Life.
i have this friend. we've known each other for ten years. his name is eric. really, i love him. enough that when i was visiting san francisco last week i was willing to go all the way to the sunset because that's where he lives. "there's some good bars out here," he said. he took me to some irish bar. it was ok.
i also have this friend tom. i haven't known him for quite as long, but almost! he's pretty great, too. he and eric live together, in the sunset. they have two cats and separate bedrooms. tom was with us at the irish bar and suggested we leave, walk up the street and go to this other bar.
THIS BAR. the silver spur.
it's true, i like my bars a little gross. that said, this is the kind of bar i really like. old, grumbling men, apparent drug addicts, miniature bendy straws (i thought) and a drawing of a girl with big boobs & big eyes on the door to the ladies' restroom! "she looks like you," tom said. "don't sit on your spurs," the drawing says. anyway, i loved this bar.
the bartender, i loved him, too. not only did he put up with me, but he put up with me with a smile! when i stole a bunch of bendy straws (because i thought they were mini) he did not chastise me for throwing them on the ground (when i realized they were regular sized). when i did it a second time, he laughed. when i asked for a receipt so that i could expense all of my jack & gingers he said "we don't have receipts" and then he said "wait a second, we might have one of those receipt books" and then he asked some other guy who said "WHAT THE FUCK?" which was clearly the response my query deserved. he tried, though, to get me that receipt (which there is no way i would have been able to use). that's some bartender.
after the bar closed i ended up at the beach. someone threw their keys at my head. it left me with a lump for days.
geeze, i miss san francisco.
I'm almost hesitant to review this bar as I would hate for it to be spoiled by an influx of newbs. Â But it is in the Sunset, where few Mission and Marina folk dare to tread, so I guess it will be safe for now.
This is the kind of bar you make friends at the first time you go. Â It's dingy, dark, smelly, and loud, but everyone who goes here is a buddy-buddy local. Â No drama, no hipsters, no fancy beers on tap - just an awesome jukebox, a pool table, and decent hardworking folks having a drink. Â
Do not go on a weeknight unless you're okay working hungover. Â Someone WILL buy you a shot, which will lead to another, until you and half the bar are singing along with the Pogues on the jukebox at two in the morning.
I had a blast, if you don't like this establishment then you don't like dives.
My party ate homemade cupcakes on the house, drank two dollar cans of beer for hours, had a pool tournament that the bartender won, and made fun of the postcards on the wall sent by loyal customers from all over the globe. Â And we did all this to a sonic mix of The Misfits, Archie Bell, and Prince. Â It could have only been better if we had met Italian swimsuit models for a rondezvous in the back parking lot.
Came here with my gf and friend Jess to throw back a few on a hot SF Sunday afternoon.
The decor is wood paneling from the 70's w/a butt load of kitschy signs and posters. The stools are duct taped in different colors. The beers are served in bottles but are uber cheap. Local characters abound and the bartender was really cool and friendly.
Good spot to have a drink if you're in the area.
Could be a gay bar, a hipster bar, a sorority bash, an old folks home,or all of the above.
Kicken juke box with all that is required and played at appropriate party volume.
People talk to each other in this place. Bartenders are nice people.
Pool table and funky bathroom. What more can you want?
If you want a quiet good time in the neighborhood. Cheap drinks, and eventually get a story or 2 from one of the regulars at the bar. This is your spot. Got cigs or green, the parking lot behind it with the door way is all yours.
Pool table, all beers bottled, not on tap, and a large selection of well mixed drinks. Â Either decently or cheaply priced.
Have in mind some nights, dead, or some nights rocking with all the locals in your face but for the most part in a good way. Expect the unexpected sometimes, and sometimes nothing.
BEST DIVE BAR!
I can take my super cheap friends here and they won't bitch about the prices or conveniently go to the restroom when its their turn to buy a round. That is how reasonably priced the booze is. They serve it up with a smile, too. They only serve it up in bottles though, no draft beers here, and they only serve it up for cold hard cash so come prepared.
Sometimes the guy sitting next to you smiles, too, though you may not notice for the lack of teeth. If this scares you there is a back entrance, right past the pool table, where you can slyly slip out, provided you do not get stuck to the duct tape on your stool or have to stop and projectile vomit from an overdose of cheesy metal blaring from the jukebox.
All in all a fine "almost" dive that disguises it self nicely as a neighborhood bar. Worth stopping in if you are out that way but I wouldn't make a special trip.
I herd one time that Sean Penn loves the place... Â this was after i had been there a couple times and was like... "wtf?" Â Sean Penn goes to bars in Frisco... Â who cares... Â haha... Â I actually met my first and best bud there when I came to this city... Â
it is a dive... Â and it full of crusty old folks most the time... Â but... it's a lively crowd and youngsters come in too from time to time... dig it!
Post Hardly-Strictly, we ended up here to get a beer before heading back to the East Bay.
One High Life turned into 3, and we chatted with the guy behind the bar who didn't work there, but kept making jokes and bought us shots.
Played some pinball and listened to some loud AC/DC. This place is a perfect dive.
Came out on the N early Fri afternoon from The TenderNob to check out  Robert Plant at Hardly Strictly Bluegrass. Stopped in for a couple of Coronas & tequila shots. Cece the bartender was great and served us some of her chicken soup. Met some great characters and left feeling all the better for having finally stopped in the Silver Spur. My kind of dive. Reminded me of some dives I know in Tucson: The Bambi or The Mint anyone?
Love the duct-taped stools.
Went here after Outside Lands, drinking, singing, pizza, etc.
This is definitely an old school place, with the odor to prove it, and since the Sunset was jumpin from Outside Lands attendees still hanging around, my friends said this was the most packed it ever got. And it was packed.
But the prices - you can't beat them. 3 G&Ts for under $10. Holy craps.
First time in here was on New Years Eve... right around 10.30..
and its exactly how I thought it would be
its a dive bar, but I think thats been said in EVERY OTHER review
the bartender was super friendly
and super festive even though there was NO one in the place
We had a couple shots, a beer and left
because although it was fine enough for a couple drinks
its no place I would want to ring in the new year
spend an hour or two on a Sat. afternoon.. definately
Lots of bars in SF get called dives, but if you exclude Irish pubs, strictly ironic dives (Doc's Clock), non-ironic dives that still attract ironic patrons (Murio's), bars for when the irony crowd is burned out on irony and just wants to hang out (Broken Record), and bars that are really just for people too lazy to leave their damn neighborhood (Miraloma Club, Philosopher's Club), you don't end up with much left. Â Skip's Tavern, maybe, if you're talking Chicago-style dive.
But for a Northwesterner like me, Silver Spur is the closest thing to a textbook dive I've yet encountered. Â Low ceilings, wood paneling, Alice in Chains on the jukebox (remember: grunge now counts as classic rock), and honest-to-god plaid 'n' flannel patrons. Â Just like Washington, beyond the Microsoft-Starbucks green zone. Â One of these days I really oughtta ask what these people are doing living in SF; I bet I'd hear some interesting stories. Â No beers on tap, so either get a bottle or (my preference) Canadian whiskey. Â Stiff and dirt-cheap.
The Silver Spur is my kind of joint. And when I say my kind of joint, I mean a dive bar in the true sense of the word. It's got filthy carpet, a supremely random jukebox and clientele that is as colorful as the bottles of liquor behind the counter.
No beer on tap, no credit cards accepted, no trendy hipsters trying to look cool. Just locals, young and old, bellied up for a taste of delicious, affordable booze.
My personal favorite local is Tom, a middle-aged guy who comes in three times a week. He sits at the bar, nose in a book, and will gladly argue the finer points of literature, looking up words in the dusty dictionary procured from behind the counter. Yes, the Silver Spur has a dictionary. Actually two. It doesn't get any cooler than that.
I guess if you are a local and really like small, cash-only dumps with cheap alcohol, one crappy pool table, an awesome jukebox that will occasionally eat your money, an empty but crime riddled parking lot and an ecclectic mix of patrons that seem to be either sad and desperate or young and trendy, this place is for you.
 If on the other hand, you are going to take a cab out here to meet up with friends for drinks, you may find yourself thinking "what the fuck am I doing here when I could be at Grant and Green or O'Reilly's or Gino and Carlo's or just someplace cool?"
I almost feel as though I shouldn't write this review.  You see, the Silver Spur is so bad ass for all the right reasons and I don't want this untapped resource spoiled.  This place is the real dive bar without being pretentious and spoiled.  No hipsters here, they will feel like a fish out of water.  And that's what makes a real dive bar, a place that is so not cool that it becomes cool.  Let me tell you how much of a dive bar it is: When I bring up going to  98% my friends, NO ONE WANTS TO GO WITH ME! Â
Yeah, it's got two T.V.s, a pool table, a jukebox with some random picks, and some real character bartenders. Â The patrons really make this place though, it's a regular list of characters and conversations are easily struck up here. Â What's better than being hammered off of cheap beer, random free shots from someone celebrating something and discussing what's going on in the world today with a stranger who is wise beyond my years.
Across the street is Irving's Pizza, so if you get hungry you can go pick something up and bring it back. Â
It's pretty slow going here, but not too slow, I once saw a dude almost die here one night when he passed out; and another guy almost get his arm broken in an arm wrestling match. Â I love this place, but seriously, don't come here, I don't wanna share it.
Cheers!
To alcohol and all it's glory!
It was midnight, when a friend text me to see if I'd like to join him for a drink. "Come over to Silver Spur?"
In my mind, I knew I didn't want to be alone watching ESPN Sportcenter hoping to see what happened to Warriors, Giants, Sharks, A's, and the Atlanta Braves recap games.
I ask if there was a TV, "Dumbest question ever, all bars in SF have tv's." Anyway, joined him there. Had a few Miller Highlife and caught up on old times as well as the new times.
If you know dive bars, you know yourself. You are just like every hardworking American who can sit at a bar, have a couple of drinks, and talk about how your life sucks (compared to Hugh Hefner of course). This is the feeling when I go to a dive bar, tons of hopeless dreams, life changing experiences, and complete drunk tardedness occurs.
*Great place to avoid large amounts of people and get drunk cheap.
"Is this your CHEERS?"
Making your way in the world today takes everything you got
Taking a break from all your worries showing it will help a lot
Wouldn't you like to get away?
Sometimes you want to go where everybody knows your name
And they're always glad you came
You want to be where you can see
Troubles are all the same
You want to go where everybody knows your name
You want to go where people know
People are all the same
You want to go where everybody knows your name.
FYI: Tip your bartender Linda, sweetest bartender ever!
There is this one guy in a red sweater that is there pretty much 24/7. Every time I pass by its a bunch of dudes just reading the newspaper. Sometimes I go there if I happen to be doing laundry next door, but thats about it. Its a dive bar, nothing fancy and thats cool i guess, but there is something odd and depressing about this dive. As other reviewers have mentioned, the beer is cheap and cold. Also they have pinball. I can appreciate that.
Review Source:I think this is really truly a 'dive bar' (like picture next to the word in the dictionary sort of thing). Â Just regular people. Â Cheap beer. Â No hassle. Â We have made it a tradition of going here every year after running Bay to Breakers (and any other time one pleases). Â The bartenders (owners?) are usually chatty if you want to talk straight with them. Â And they often (or used to - haven't been in several months) have free hot dogs during certain hours.
UPDATE: Â They still have the free dogs, along with free chips and other goodies. Â They're so nice here.
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