West House

Came during an A's game. Most of the crowd seemed like the "bro" type. Which i have nothing against but knew i wouldnt have any conversations with these people due to me not being into sports. Nice little couch to sit on. Didnt stay too long. If you like sports and working out, this is your place.

This was the very, very first bar I have ever been to, yet alone in Roseville. I went here for a graduation party, not really knowing what to expect, since I have never been in bars before.

It was a Saturday night and I parked on the side of the bar, got my ID ready, opened the door, but no one checked my ID or age, so that was the first for me. As I walked in, there were two pool tables in the back and a bar right in front of the entrance, and another bar in the back, which was where my party was. I noticed though that there were only about 6-7 people in the front bar, which I thought was weird, because wow, it was pretty dead in there. I made my way towards the back of the room and my boyfriend ordered us a couple of drinks. I'm not even sure if they actually checked for IDs, so weird.

The night got weirder when I found out that one of the guests at the graduation party was only 19 years old and she was insanely drunk. That just made me realize that this place isn't really too strict about checking IDs if someone at that age was already drunk at 11:00pm. Another weird thing for me was the bathroom. I had to go number one and as soon as I closed the door, I notice that the door is seriously only inches away from your face while you're doing your business. I felt pretty claustrophobic in there...

Basically, two stars because even though it was my first bar, I feel like I have already experienced better, the bathroom door being all up in my grill was weird, and it was pretty dead for a Saturday night (then again, maybe because it's Roseville), and because drinks are pretty darn expensive (2 shots and a beer for $25).

What happened to you West House?!
This used to be a great spot to avoid the douches and club hoppers in Roseville. I always loved it here. Not anymore. They have taken over! Lame music, new rude bartender. The cocktail waitress was dressed in a string bikini, fishnets and stripper heels. It was Roseville douchebaggery in full effect. Plenty of gym rat guys in affliction and tapout shirts and bleach headed broads with boob jobs. Meh. Looks like I will have to go out of the city to find a new spot to relax.