Walked in with a few family members after a funeral for a couple drinks... Got some laughs at first... the dirty, dingy pool table room... the Dirty, Smelly, Cold Main Room...and the Loud-Crappy-Music (Vanilla Ice). Walked in and there were 3 wanna-be Jersey Shore Gumbas at the bar talking to the worst blondish bartender of all time.. I learned later her name was Angela.
We grabbed a booth, as we're all no stranger to dive bars... We figured that since we were the only ones really there, she'd come over and let us order drinks... NOPE! Â We had to walk over to the bar to order...simple stuff... 3 well drinks, a red bull, and a virgin bloody mary. All we got was attitude.
We sat in the booth with the music blaring so loud that we couldn't hear each other, but carried on because it was still kinda funny... by the second round, I got up to order...By this time, there were only 2 gumbas at the bar, but it still took her 3 minutes to walk order to me.. I ordered and got the drinks, and left a generous 2.50 tip on the bar... I went back to our booth and noticed I forgot to order one for someong. I went back... and she came back with this annoyed look on her face, she mumbled, I asked her to repeat what she said, and she yelled FOUR DOLLARS with a nasty expression... For the first time in my life, I took back the 2.50 that was on the bar...
For a third round, another person at the booth went to order... he was ignored for 5 full minutes... it wasn't funny anymore... even with only one gumba at the bar... we got up to leave, and I was pissed and told her to have "A lovely evening, since you're so busy" Â
As the others left, she fained a sarcastic apology and gave excuses...
This bar is the worst of all time... I can only assume the owner is trying to eek a profit by squeezing nickles instead of focusing on customer service...
For the fugly blonde bartender; for kicking out patrons whom, while getting in a drunken conversation with you, disagreed by saying your bf is wrong to hit you & NEVER calling last call & telling patrons " do I speak English?" after they didn't hear what you said thru your drunken slurrs & being super crazy & drunk & rude while on the job.
You officially suck!!!!!!
It's in the old neighborhood for me w/ pool ,darts, juke box, with plenty of couches to lounge if you don't want to sit at the bar and lots of bar food on the menu but if the kitchen is closed you can bring in food, all walks of  life and quite a few bikers come thru here.
Everybody complains that the bartender Angela is mean and mouthy but they seem to all ways come back for more. I personally like the banter going back and forth.
Ok, let's face it folks, we're rating a dive bar here.
That said, this place has everything a dive bar has to offer. Have you ever seen the movie Star Wars, where Luke walks into the bar on his home planet and there's 20 different types of aliens all bellying up to the bar?
Well yea, this place is San Jose's Star Wars bar. Definitely an ecentric crowd of locals, which I prefer over a dressed up crowd in San Jose pretending to be in L.A. or Vegas.
The drinks and beers are cheap, the locals are entertaining (technically I guess I'm a local as I'm 5 minutes away), and the TVs have sports going. I believe there's a few dart boards and the bartenders are friendly.
Again, I'm reviewing a dive bar. It qualifies on every level of a good dive bar. I imagine in 1984 (pre Communist California), there was probably more smoke in this place than a Snoop Dog family reunion.
I will be back!
I used to like it a lot here, but now everything has gone to hell. Â First of all the sign says Live Music on Friday and Saturday, and there wasn't. Â Also, it indicated all beers on tap were $1 till 10 p.m. Â That wasn't the case either.
It's roomy in there, plenty of places to sit. Â I would probably say that's the only positive.
The bartender was missing for half the night, to the point where I just wanted to go make my own drink. Â All of the sudden around 12:15, some guy behind the bar yelled "EVERYONE GET OUT!" Â This was right in the middle of a song that was playing on the jukebox. Â It was weird an uncomfortable, and as confused as we were...we just kind of wandered out. Â I won't be returning.
Both me and my hubby have always wanted to try this place because its located about 5 min. away from the house (can't be that.. less chances of getting pulled over intoxicated *lol*) when I first walked in I thought it looked ok... until I made it to the bar and saw a bunch of OLD guys (and I mean old) sitting at the bar, acting like children without their mothers present, screaming and holding each other... bartender wasn't very helpful but she did manage to let me know how tired of those "bitches" she was (bitches = the old men) Â Apparently one other grandpa had already left after attempting to get in a fight *lol* - Now.. THAT i would have paid to see! Â Drinks were not so good either, not sure how you screw up a Bombay Saphire "UP" - it just doesn't get more stupid than that.
Review Source:It seems that the bar now HAS TO SHUT DOWN AT MIDNIGHT. Â Hopefully this will prompt the owner to do one of two things: Â 1. Sell the place and get some new bartenders, 2. Increase prices slightly to get rid of the retired military regulars and wannabe bikers (and then reinvest in repainting the bathroom and interior decor).....
Review Source:Let's face it, you don't go to this place for quality...yelp actually has a filter that categorizes this place as a DIVE bar. So lets pretend you go into this place with the expectations you should...
the drink prices here are exactly what you would expect from a normal "nice" bar on a special night. 3.50 for a jack and coke, 8 dollars for a pitcher of fat tire...WTF?! amazing.
it costs almost as much to play darts as it does to get drunk. that's how you know you've found a diamond dive bar. if you live in the vicinity, definitely don't mark this place off. it is a chill kickback place where you can walk with your friends to go hang out. and hey, drunk munchies GALORE in this parking lot: Taco Bell, Carl's Junior, Subway, Baskin Robbins...
if this place were next to a college it would be packed--seriously. its unfortunate they don't have the location location location because it has potential...as a result, the crowd here is definitely that of the creepy fools circuit, but hey it only takes one group of rowdy howdy's to change that.
go to this place if:
**you want cheap drinks
**you want to play pool or darts
**you like to eat food when drunk even though its late
don't go here if:
**you wanna stay out REALLY late. last call here fluctuates
**you wanna mingle... (however you CAN mingle with old man river)
**you only pay with plastic--CASH ONLY beware
this place has ups and downs where your visits fluctuate...but where doesn't? this place for sure lives up to a decent dive bar standard.
OMG. Â I knew I had hit rock bottom as a high functioning alcoholic when I entered this place and felt immediately at home. Â A couple of industrial strength vodka tonics (which was my libation at the time) and I even started to talk to some of the locals. Â What a surly bunch of drunkards they are, I have to say. Â I mean, if your wasting your life away in an alcoholic haze like I am, you may as well enjoy yourself doing it. Â I'd only recommend this place as a tourist attraction, an Earthly precursor to 9th circle of hell, as laid out by Dante, which we drunks will so surely visit.
Review Source:I am torn about how many stars to give this place. Â One on hand, this is one of the diviest dive bars I have ever seen, but on the other, it was glorious in it's horribleness. Â I went the with a friend on a Tuesday night. Â My friend and I hadn't seen each other in a while, so we wanted to go out, catch up and do something fun. Â He saw in the wave, or the metro, or something like that, that South Side Cafe was having a "Lingerie Show" starting at 5:30 PM. Â Scott, of course was excited about that idea, and I was intrigued. Â Since it was a no cover event, we figured that if it was really horrendous, we could leave and not be out any extra money. Â So we went. Â
Oh my. Â It's hidden away on one side of a strip mall (the south side, perhaps?). Â The outside is nothing fancy, which is suiting, since the inside is nothing fancy, either. Â We walk in around 6:30, and there are about 20 or so middle aged men there. Â We see no immediate evidence of a Lingerie Show. Â We sit at the bar, order drinks, and then discover that the "show" consists of the two waitresses walking around the bar wearing ridiculously tacky lingerie, chatting with the men. Â We soon discover when one of the ladies comes over to us that they are taking money for a raffle. Â They are raffling off the lingerie. Â Scott and I declined, and as she walked away, I couldn't help but wonder if they were auctioning off the actual lingerie that they were wearing. Â I was confused, and a bit grossed out, to tell you the truth. Â We never determined what the raffle was for. Â A kids' charity, perhaps? Â I have no idea, but after a little bit, they raffled off the sets of lingerie, and then went and changed in a new set of outfits, even worse than the ones before. Â Really, while neither of these women were gross or ugly or anything, they were not women that I wanted to see wearing g-strings and mesh body suits in a bar. Â It just wasn't right.
We had our one drink, and then left. Â Whether we were better for the experience or worse, I can't say, but I will never forget what that one lady looked like with her tiny panties over a pair of bad nylons. Â It was frightening.
This is our place. Â Its definitely not showy, theres no dress code, and yes my circle of friends know it simply as "The Dive", but this place rocks (if your not looking for a club type atmosphere). There's an eclectic mix of people both young (at least 21) and old that are simply there to drink and have fun. Â Fri and Sat have live bands, and I think the night its most packed is Wed, when they do Karaoke. Â You can yell there, hit the table...(but not if someone is dancing on it). Â They have dart boards, a pool table and the bathrooms aren't that bad, they're just old. Â I don't know about charging for no water... that person must've been a jerk, because we get pitchers of water for free (but maybe that's because we're gettin too rowdy). Â They also sell pitchers of Fat Tire for$8!! Â for happy hour they're only 5!! Â As long as you go in with a good additude, you'll fit in just fine.
Review Source:I'd always wanted to go to this bar because there was something very alluring about the undesirable looking people hanging outside, smoking their cigarettes and looking unstable so early in the day. Â So I was excited when a friend asked to go to a dive bar and I was able to take him to the South Side Cafe. Â Inside is nothing special, and it's not particularly clean or fresh-smelling, but drinks are good and it's a comfortable place to relax with friends. Â As for my friend, he fit right in. Â After polishing off at least half a dozen glasses of whiskey and a few beers, he got on his motorcycle and rode off into the night.
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