i have a soft spot for this place, which will forever be known to the residents of island park and portsmouth as 'tremblay's.' Â in fact, the only reason i know it's even called the watering hole, is because that is what will show up on your credit card statements, often creating a sense of disorientation about where you really were that blurry-eyed drunken night. even more confusing, is the sign inside that says... TREMBLAY'S.
they have a pool table and also a shuffle board table which is different.
what's AWESOME is that it's right next to 'el parque,' like in the same building, so you can actually order mexican food from next door and eat in the bar, if you so desire.
another GREAT thing about this place: it is usually devoid of total dick heads, and woo girls, since they all like to hit up the total shit show that is "the beach house" a couple doors down. Â so basically, you're in with a pretty mellow older crowd, and an occassional more discriminating/cooler group of younger kids, who are avoiding the idiotfest at said shitshow.
the bar tenders are pretty great. and tend to pour heavy... one huge marguerita may send you into a black out.
definitely come by here. it's cozy and welcoming in the winter, and yet sort of cool and grotto-like in the summer, and you can pretty much MONOPOLIZE the digital juke box.