Uh. Â What?
The mere fact that this place is physically attached to the hotel I was staying in is the only reason I went in. Â After 650 miles of driving I wanted to decompress with a beer and to stick my face in my iPhone, catching up on everything I missed over the hours I was on the road.
This...is a terrible reason to go here. Â There is NO reason to go here. Â Want a beer? Â Sack up and go to Ruby Tuesday's across the street. Â Sadly, by the time I realized this...it was too late.
I was the only person in there. Â My Bud Light's born-on date was January 2nd. Â It was smoky - like a small bar with no airflow and no policy on smoking. Â How this was possible with nobody in there...is beyond me. Â The big neon Blue Moon sign in the window is a big fat liar, since they don't (and never have) served Blue Moon. Â I was informed that it is a "northern beer."
For entertainment, there was a TV. Â Singular. Â I expected sports, reference: "sports bar" in the name. Â Alas, it was tuned into The History Channel, and Swamp People was on. Â Not sports, but mildly entertaining nonetheless. Â I finished my beer, paid in cash (its cash only anyways) and left just as quickly as I came.