This place may be fun on game day, but it is horrible on a Thursday night. Â I stayed near Lucas Oil Stadium and decided to check the place out because of my affinity for dive bars. Â I apparently walked in between shifts for the bartenders. Â I was one of 3 people in the bar(7:00 pm) and I'm pretty sure the other two worked there. Â I tried to order food, but I had to wait due to the shift change. Â I drank my Miller Lite in hopes of a good experience. Â The cook walked out of the kitchen, lit up a smoke, and asked me if I was eating. Â When I said "yes" he nodded and went outside to finish his cigarette. Â Needless to say, I didn't order food from the nasty bar and won't return here any time soon.
Review Source:Wow, was this place a bit strange. I had to drop my best friend off at the train station on New Years Eve, and we were early, so we stopped in here. If you want something that isn't like the rest of downtown. Maybe a little more raw, this would be your place. I sat at the bar, right by the door, so I didn't venture to the rest of the joint, but you've got hardwood floors, a bit of darkness and some ACDC- For Those About to Rock. A bottle of Bud Light was an average price. The bartender was very on her toes, asking us often if we were doing alright.
Not bad, not bad.
This is definitely my kind of bar. It's dark, laid back, has one of those spinning hot dog machines you see in gas stations, and the bartender sticks a pen in her hair.
It's the kind of place where even first-timers are referred to by name for the rest of their visit.
There was even a freaking mailman hanging out in the middle of the afternoon! Neither rain nor snow nor gloom of night can keep those folks from finding the best watering holes.
They sell carry out beer and booze which, considering their location across the street from the Greyhound station, probably keeps it full of colorful characters.
I'll see you there. Look for me on the stool under the stuffed mountain lion head wearing a football helmet.
This is absolutely my favorite place to hang out when at events at Lucas Stadium. Â The bartenders are quick, for as busy as this place gets. Â The accent is hilarious at times! Â The locals are very gracious and seem to only care that you have a good time in their place. Â Good food, inexpensive drinks and great camaraderie. Â I will be here again in August when the DCI championships are in town. Â "I 'member you! Â Your Big Dale! Â Ya'll got VD (vodka diet) last time you was here. Â Ya'll want whale (well) vodka again?" Â LOVE THIS PLACE and yes, I will have "whale" vodka for my VD.
Review Source:The day shift bartender knocks the stars down to two, but thankfully her relief brings it back up to a three (my baseline). Stopped in here because it's right across the street from the Indy Greyhound station. My friend and I wanted a quick bite to eat and maybe a drink before we got on the second 4 hour journey of our trip. We walked in, and man, what a dimly lit bar at 6pm in June!
We walk up, and the only thing on the day bartender's mind is getting our IDs. Look, honey, I'm flattered, but I'm aging, and it shows. These grey hairs aren't optional, they come with the package. Also, I don't know many 20 year olds with full sleeves. Well, drug dealing gangsters, maybe, but their ink sucks.
I explain our hurry, and she makes few concessions. Once the night bartender takes over, the tune changes. Even though we've lost 7-10 minutes, she assures us she can get us our food in quite a hurry, all while Matt enjoys a beer. I didn't start soon enough, so I went boozeless. First time in history.
Maybe ten minutes later, and we were served our food by the pleasant night bartender. The tuna salad wasn't great, but for the five or so dollars we paid, I couldn't ask for more. It came with chips and a pickle spear, and I was pleased with my ROI, which was a full stomach. Haha.
The bar itself was lovely. It had a wholly separate room with dining tables, some video games, and lots of woodwork and a few LCD tvs. There were also two mini bars/tables that were open to each side of the bar with small windows...tables inside of the walls, I should say. I don't know if I'm describing that accurately, but they added a lot of charm to the space. A very lovely space, serving as a functional hole-in-the-wall. It could probably cater to a slightly more spendy clientele with minor updates and improvements...starting with the day bartender. Lulz.
While in Indy yesterday for the Colts playoff game, I had to walk across the street afterwards and visit the Whistle Stop Inn. Many years ago, when I lived in DT Indy, before there was really a nightlife, the Whistle Stop was one of my favorite "Dive Bars." Granted, it's still a Dive Bar, but it's been improved with an actual menu, and a plethora of HD Tv's.
Somehow, someway I was fortunate (lucky) enough to walk in and grab a stool at the bar. Two highly inebriated guys: Jason, and his brother-in-law, "creature" were about to leave, and were gracious enough to offer me one of their stools. Seeing as though Jason, and his brother-in-law "creature" apparently didn't consume enough $8 beers at the game {Sarcasm}, they felt it necessary to down Jager as though it was their last day on this planet. Upon leaving, "creature" did one last shot, which immediately ended up back on the bar, and floor. Nevertheless, they were funny, and I avoided the projectile vomit, and inherited one of their barstools.
With one available barstool, a regular walked in immediately afterwards, and sat right next to me. "Tom" was like a Norm @ Cheers. All the bartenders knew him, and he, unlike the rest of us, didn't have to supply a credit card in order to start a tab. Tom was a cool cat, and steered me in the right direction as far as the menu was concerned. He recommended the tenderloin, and it was quite tasty, and about as big as my head. A huge tenderloin & chips for six bucks is a bargain as far as this frugal guy is concerned.
The drinks: stiff, and served in clear plastic dixie cups. $4 for a Vodka and splash of soda placed me into a state of liquor euphoria.
The bartenders, in my opinion, are what makes this place worthy of 4 stars. They aren't your typical greedy, I only talk to you because I want a big ass tip, slutty bartender. No, these ladies are the real deal. The talk to you because they sincerely seem to enjoy their job, and they're obviously employed based on their bartending skills, not because they are a size 2 with Double D breasts. Â They make mean drinks, and are thankful when you tip. Hmmm, maybe some Chicago bartenders should take notes...
All in all, this is a very cool "Dive Bar" with a diverse group of patrons, cheap, stiff drinks, and above average bar food.
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