I recently took a two-week-long road trip in the pacific NW, and Redding was where I spent my last night before driving home. Â A friend had suggested the Thunderbird Lodge next store (cheaper than a Motel 6!), so I had moseyed on over for a couple-a beers to celebrate the last night of my trip.
Immediately, I felt at home. Reminds me a lot of the Back Door Lounge or Henry's here in Sacramento - red, dark, old-school, cheap, kinda dirty but in that "loved" way, not in a germy way.
Frank took care of me and I took care of him. He ended up introducing me to a local gal who took me to a couple of other Redding joints. But of all of them, the Squire Room was my favorite. Â I would happily return to Redding to imbibe here. Thanks, Frank and SR for making my last night a fantastic one!
The Stalker Club of Redding (S.C.O.R.) made a foray to downtown Redding recently. We descended upon the Squire room or Franks if you prefer the latter. Frank a friendly and all knowing has been bar-tending behind this red Naugahyde padded bar for 42 years. Once a restaurant now a full bar with a Sicilian tint. It's a perfect place for a drink or two before or after dinning out. We give the squire room 3 beers out of a six pack.
Review Source:All I can say is, "Wow...." That isn't a good wow, either. That's the kind of wow you say when you're at Wal-Mart and you see that larger girl in short, Daisy Dukes, the kind of wow you say when you're at the gas station and someone flips out because they're out of windshield fluid, it's the kind of wow you say when you watch someone yell at the McDonald's employee for running out of McNuggets..... Ya, that kind of wow, not good at all.
That being said, I went here because of a friend's suggestion. He said it's a cool place with pretty decent prices. He was maybe 2/3s right, it's a place with decent prices. If you're lucky, when you pay for your drink, Frank won't throw your change back at you. I Â was sorely disappointed after going here. It's dark and dirty(I honestly believe he keeps it so dark so you can't see the years of filth built up).
The only good thing is, if you are depressed, and you want to feel better about yourself or your life, go here because, damn.... You're better off drinking alone in a dark alley....
Warning to all married dudes about the Squire Room!
If you use your plastic, your credit card statement will read "Thunderbird Lounge." There is no Thunderbird Lounge in Redding, but there is a Thunderbird Lodge right next to the Squire Room, which is exactly the sort of place in downtown Redding where, if you're a mack daddy, you might be hooking up with a Craigslist "masseuse."
Because I'm such a playa, Teacher Lady has been all up in my mobile phone and email and bank accounts and DNA signature since long before Elin Nordegren Woods decided to take a 3-iron to hubby Tiger's well-deserving dome. Â To make matters worse, TL was out of town on the date that the the damning credit card charge posted.
I had to call the Squire Room on speaker phone and ask my man if they were in any way affiliated with Thunderbird Lodge, and if that explained that nasty $38 "Thunderbird Lounge" charge on my VISA, which coincidentally is about what you might expect to be charged for a room at the Thunderbird Lodge.
My man on the speaker phone is like, "Uh huh. Â Same owner."
Mmmfuuuck. Â Not cool, my man. Â Not cool.
Go to the Squire Room drunk and you'll love it and the women inside.
However, go sober and you'll wish you had stayed home.
I've been a handful of times with mixed feelings.
If you have breasts, you're golden, but if you don't, good luck getting a drink.
Dark and musty, the Squire is a stop of last call and that's about all.
This is the best thing in Redding. Frank is the worlds best bar tender, drinks are cheap and strong and the atmosphere is great. You could not ask for a nicer bar owner. I moved from Redding a year ago its one of the few business' that i really miss. Its rarely too busy but i usually end up over there during the week.
Review Source:Get wired at the squire! Â Best dive bar in redding, no doubt! Â Frank has been the head bartender here for about 104 years, pours them stiff and gets the ladies in the right mood with his dapper ways. Â Drinks are cheap and the vibe in this place is one for the books. Â Bonus stars for the closed down restaurant section that is connected to the lounge. Â True story, friend gets blackedout shitfaced on whiskey cokes, passes out in an old both, wakes up around 5:30 am, place all locked up, and no lights on. Â Stumbles around till he finds the pay phone on the wall, has to call 911 cause he's locked in, lol. Â Cops show up guns blazing thinking he's burglarizing the place. Â After calling the owner down, interviewing my friend in cuffs, they let him go on his way and drive home, dude was still drunk! The owner tells police that this was third time something like this has happened, because Frank doesn't check the place at closing. Â HAHAHAHA! Â Long live the Squire!
Review Source:I'd heard good things about this place and its lounge atmosphere. The bartender was nice to the girls (let them order drinks for you) and the awesome decor seemed over 30 years old. The big negative was the internet jukebox - some young guy who claimed to own a nearby restaurant kept demanding contemporary country songs - and getting his wish. Hank was rolling in his grave.
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