the drinks are good but the bartenders are rude, and not the cutest at all.....there is one girl that actually resembles a dude! LOL think her name is autumn, but she deff has the biker bar loook and bad attitude.... super dark, and not filled with the most upstanding citizens.... its the perfect spot to leave if your looking for a DUI
Review Source:Do you like Lynyrd Skynyrd?
Then this is the place for you.
Do you like C+ chicks who ask for you to buy them a drink like they're B+ chicks?
Then this is the place for you.
Do you like tattooed necks, 1850's beards, and darts?
Then this is the place for you.
Do you like Bud light?
Then this is the place for you.
Are you into ugly?
Then this is the place for you
Ha! The previous review is pretty spot on. I'm sitting at this fine establishment right now, and I think I see the sister in the tube shirt at the other end of the bar. Waiting for dad? Â Where Else is definitely an example of the local color. I've not ever been nervous here (I'm here occasionally for pool league matches), but I can see how some peple could feel a bit sketchy in this environment.
Review Source:Where Else?
I can imagine the thought that went into the clever, laugh-out-loud response of the first 50 something, drunk since high-school, establishment owner, who was busy mixing a Dirty Manhattan for his bee-hive sporting wife at 10:30 in the morning when he dreamed this award winning business moniker up. All the cylinders where obviously exploding over the dusky skies of Hiroshima that day.
"Where Else, get it?"
Horrible business name aside, Where Else ranks high in the out-of-the-way drinking black holes that still exist and that have been passed over, thankfully, by that capricious hand of gentrification. You might see your own father at a place like this in the middle of the afternoon having a few beers with a girl who could look like your sister. Don't be surprised if it is, and don't be shocked if she's wearing a filthy halter top and tube skirt --- sans panties.
It's sometimes dark, dank and dangerous, but most of the time it's colorful enough to attract the left over dregs of humanity in Sunland that weren't bright enough to get caught up in the drug trade or cop a 25-40 year bid for fill in the blank right here offense against mankind. This is one of two main places for Sunland working class locals. They're just there to disappear into the wallpaper long enough to drink a few beers at 2.50 domestic, before the wife starts yelling about a county check. 'The Sundown' would be the other establishment high atop Mt. Gleason. Their, you can discover early man still trying to get a grip on the Oldowan era tool kit.
The cold beer comes reasonably cold, long neck, and if you order a mixed drink it better have either whiskey in it or tequila. Getting a fist out back on the way to the separated bathroom could happen if you stand out as a target, so don't. You may be able to get a glass of wine, but probably before noon and no later. The bar staff are friendly and talkative, but don't run a tab, unless you want to end up coughing up a c-note or better after four or five drinks. It's a place for heavy-drinkers, locals and like I stated, your father celebrating with nervous sister --- sans panties.
Don't forget, it's Sunland. Red, white and blue for sure. Red Necks, White Trash and Blue Collar.