I went there with a buddy for Trivia on Thursday night. The place is fine inside, nothing great but not a total dump. We had the $7 steak tips and fries, which were fine but also great since they were $7.
DO NOT GO HERE FOR STUPID GEEKS WHO DRINK TRIVIA
Tavern in the Square has Stump trivia, which I guess White Horse left in favor of GWD. Go there instead for trivia. Â It's an incredibly boring format at White Horse with an intolerable host who tells the crowd all about his lame life for which we don't care at all. He's too loud, mocks the crowd, the questions are too fast, and they are all almost the same 8-answer format. Also,it was all 80s and 90s knowledge, even when the crowd was younger. No real sports, barely any science, old pop culture, boring.
Stump is so much better and I can't wait until GWD is gone. I'd go back for non-trivia I guess, although it'd probably require many friends asking me to because the food and drink was just average, although I guess the prices were better than average.
Whatever.
Scene: Friday night 9pm Living Room, Husband and I bored.
Me: ....
Husband: Wanna go to White Horse?
Sometimes you just need to get out of the house and just have a random night out, whether with your other half or just with a few friends. It's like the equivalent of meeting with friends over coffee except this is the nightlife with beer. This place isn't fancy but I really like it for the outdoor patio in the back. I wish more places had them. Â
We try to go before the clubbing crowd at 8-9pm.
It was a nice night out drinking a few beers, snacking on the nachos, and watching the game.
It's a good bar. Plain and simple. Not great. Not bad. Good.
Sometimes there's way too many drunk brahs, but I prefer it over Tavern in the Square.
Pool tables. TVs. Nice outdoor seating in the back. Â Ample open space.
Food is typical pub fare. I had a good patty melt. Â I've been told to never get the parmesan wings (is it wrong that that only makes me want to get them??)
Trekking alllll the way out to Allston for a little bar/grill when on vacation in Boston and staying in Back Bay? Of course!
Love White Horse. I lived across the street in college and worked there briefly, I guess I have a soft spot for it and the DELICIOUS wings and fun bar. The wings are fab, and you can also get them with grilled chicken and still delicious! Great beer selection, I love the atmosphere, especially sitting by one of the open windows by the pool tables.
So, this may be a biased review because when I finally made my way to White Horse it was after an afternoon red sox game and we were substantially bombed by the time we arrived at 10:15. Â However, from what I remember, I had a great time at White Horse. Â It was a nice change of pace from TITS across the street. Â For some reason we always find ourselves drunkenly meandering over to Tavern In the Square, and although I deal with it, it's a little too big for my liking. Â A few cocktails deep in a large establishment and someone has to put out a bolo on me.
Whitehorse, as most of the reviews have indicated, is a typical college bar. Â I mean you're always going have the athletic guy with a couple bitties trying to buy them drinks behind you. Â Or the one who is mercilessly preying on a girl getting her own drink at the bar. Â And then you're going to have hipsters. Â I mean you are right near BU....what did you expect? Â In my personal opinion it was a perfect little mix. Â And the drinks are cheap. Â Coming from a small undergrad in Rhode Island where vodka soda crans are between $3.50-$5.00, I sincerely appreciate a bar where I can get a vodka soda for $5.00. Â Not to mention, I left my debit card there and they kept it safe for me until sunday. Â High fives all around.
Will I go back? Yes. Â Will I dare to go back less drunk than when I went the first time? Â For enjoyment purposes probably not.
Allston's premiere college bar.
Some of the highlights.
-Has crappy pool tables.
-Some of the cheaper drinks in Allston.
-O.k. food that is not overpriced.
-Picture booth.
-Patio Area.
-Open until 2.
-Located next to a thrift shop where you can pop some tags.
The White Horse is like bud light. Â Its awesome when you first start drinking, and you still come back to it every once in a while, years after you've long outgrown it.
I might be in the minority here, but I really like it. Â Their pretzel sticks with beer cheese is PHENOMENAL, and the late night menu that included them were the perfect addition to the beer I ordered. Â I got the "adult" (not sure what it's called on the menu) grilled cheese with four different types of cheeses plus garlic and really enjoyed it. Â My family got burgers and had no complaints as well. Â Our waitress was engaging and attentive, and even got me the beer cheese recipe from the chef! Â Definitely will be coming back here.
Review Source:This place was fun to me while I was in college but not since then. Perhaps its the extremely loud atmosphere that makes it annoying now. The DJ is either deaf or he doesn't know how to keep volume at the right level so you don't have to scream at top of your lungs to order your drink.
Out of all the Allston bars, this one seems to attract douchebag-bro crowd the most.
Sadly, White Horse Tavern has changed it's menu since I moved out of Allston, and the cheese fries with horsy mayo are long gone. (My waistline is thankful but my brain is not, since I was craving them.)
They've also changed companies that run their trivia nights to Geeks Who Drink instead of Stump. The awesome trivia jockey Will is still the same so I'm sure trivia nights are still fun, but I haven't been to a GWD event to see how the format is different.
Came here for Sunday Football. Drinks are quite cheap here. $2.5 Miller High Life is what my friend was drinking all night. I stuck to my $5 Shocktop drafts.
Service was pretty attentive and $5 wings were amazing! Soo good! Nacho were ehh, but the avocado dip was good! Salsa, not so much. Not unless you like chopped up tomatoes. That's all it really was. Their fries are pretty good too. I mean we only got regular fries, but we kept munching on them!
Pretty chill environment, stayed there for the whole duration of the game and played some billiards as well. Apparently this place gets packed during Football Sundays, but when I went there wasn't really anyone.
Great place to be on football Sundays! Or any big sports event for that matter, Sundays are 1lb of wings for $5, typically have a food special of some sort every day of the week.
Service was great!
Weekends it Turns into more of a late night spot open till last call which is expected of this neighborhood, usually isn't too packed
This past Saturday night, I met up with my boyfriend and a few people we knew from school. I am pretty sure they card most people, but once in, I found a huge group of people watching football and loudly cheering.
The waitress was really nice and gave me water whenever I asked. I thought she did a great job accommodating the coming and going of the group.
The place gets progressively louder later in the evening. They might even designate space for dancing as there appeared to be a DJ. I'm not sure why, but they drew black curtains to separate the football watching people from the rest of the group.
As others have noted, there are pool tables and trivia nights here as well.
White Horse is better than average for the typical college bars. Â Yes, it can get very crowded on weekend nights. Â Yes, it can get filled with sticky collar wearing people. Â Yes, it can get filled with people that smell like new jersey. Â Yes, there can be young and dumb bouncers on a power trip. Â This is a typical bar in boston and that is the nature of the beast. Â May favorite experiences here, like most bars I go to, happen earlier in the day. Â Day drinking is just more fun, for many reasons. Â
There are a few reasons why White Horse has a step up over the others, mostly because of the layout. Â First, there are now three bars (two inside and one on the patio). Â Having easy access to a bar when you need a drink is everything, no one wants to hover over people sitting at the bar (except the creepy ones, I guess three bars is a negative for them?) Â
Second, the relatively new patio - patios are great on a nice summer day. Â Third, Â they have video games and pool tables. Â This is key when you're with those close friends who you haven't yet developed the talking relationship with.
As far as the beer, they're on the cusp of being barfully responsible (having at least one beer cheap). Â I think they have $2.75 high lifes and $3 pbr tall boys. Â I would prefer a cheap draft ($2 or less) of one of the big three. Â I can't get to upset, they do have cheap beer, I just wish it wasn't high life or pbr. Â "The champagne of beer" really needs to be renamed "the andre of beer." Â As far as pbr goes, I have dranken so much reused pbr (that seems a little to thick/sticky and is filled with pubes and dirt) at the bottom of solo cups that I can't even smell the stuff without gagging.
As far as the food goes, it is standard bar food for the area. Â Cheap quality, overpriced for what it is. Â I will say that White Horse tends to have slightly lower prices than their competition - the prices are fair. Â However, I have one big complaint, and why they lost a star. Â They have raised the prices (still fair prices) but have not updated the manu on their website. Â This is a big pet peeve of mine because people rely on what is on the website, there shouldn't be surprises when you get there.
They do have "drink specials." Â I think it is $5 for any vodka, rum, gin drink with a single mixer. Â I once had these and was dissappointed, it wasn't very strong. Â I tend not to order bar drinks for this very reason - the wimb of a bartender doesn't always couincide with my liquor needs. Â FYI, vodka, rum, gin, etc. drinks with a single mixer are called "speed rail" in Canada. Â I was once in a loud, crowded bar in montreal and there was a very confusing eye staredown between me and the bartender because the "speed rail" special made no sense to me and everything I ordered was not that.
One more thing, they have a late night/patio menue that has small pizzas on it. Â One of the pizzas is a "pepperoni bomb" (not exact wording, something like that). Â Anyway, it says there will be crust to crust pepperoni. Â Not the case at all. Â There were about 2-3 pepperonis on each slice. Â I was promised significant amounts of bright orange oil flowing through my arteries and all I got was a few squirts from an eyedropper - not okay. Â
Overall this is a pretty solid place for a college type bar. Â There will be the same crap that occurs at most bars on weekend nights but this shouldn't be a surprise to you. Â I recommend this place during the day. Â The patio addition is nice (if you're with someone who is talkable), and there is always pool (if you're with someone who is not).
It sounds like from the reviews below and from my experience that summer is the time to go! Went there on a Thursday night, and the windows were all open, so it was comfortable and breezy. Even though there were a lot of people, it didn't seem too crowded and wasn't over-run with obnoxious college kids.
My friends and I went for a Stump trivia night (8pm), it was fun, just like all other Stump trivia, but I really enjoyed that it moved at a good pace, the guy wasn't stalling to keep us in there and drinking on a week night.
I didn't eat, but I had a tasty mixed drink for a good price, and there was a good beer selection, also all well-priced. The others at my table ate steak tips and wings and they both said they were excellent. The service was attentive and friendly, couldn't have asked for more!
Definitely will be going back with an appetite and a larger crowd next time to trivia!
You really need to get better TVs white horse tavern! The only reason why someone would come here is because Tavern in the Square has a ridiculous line.
The TV's are so small, and barely high definition. I had to squint my eyes while watching the celtics game here last night.
However, an extra star cause the drinks here are so cheap. 5 bux for tequila, rum or vodka drinks. can't beat 6 drinks for 34 bux.
I admittedly went on a Tuesday and that's likely the most dead time. This is probably why our service was both spacey and nearly non-existent. (However, they're accommodating to my friend's billiards league).
I almost don't care though. They take credit cards and they carry Bulleit bourbon. Also, $8 for a Bulleit drink may sound steep to you, but it's actually not all that steep.
Even at that though, it's not a place I'd go out of my way for. (I also try to stay away from Allston though).
White Horse and I have a tantalizing, maddening, fascinating history that I cannot reveal here. The last time I was there, however, I can reveal that my now boyfriend thought I was imbibing a bit too zealously and poured my blueberry beer (bluebs and all) down the bar drain. "You're no Prince Charming," I scoffed. A bit of fairy tale humor, you dig?
I genuinely like this place. I went a lot during college. The amaretto sours I sucked down like candy. Okay, I am a sloppy drunky girl. Something about their Guinness tastes better than the pack. The beer menu bears no surprises. A classic blue moon can go a long way (as can red-headed sluts shots... what?). Never mind. Never mind what you drink here. It's an exceptional people watching mecca, packed to the brim with hipsters, wannabees, and girls clad in frayed minis and uggies alike. It's a catch-all, United Nations kind of joint.
There is pool. And big TVs. And fun decorations!!! And excellent trivia! We came in first one time. My shining contribution was recognizing ALL of TV's most famous butlers and maids!
Secret special super bonus: the back patio! Even in November, I was toasty right down to my very intoxicated heart. And the bathroom always has someone you know and wish you didn't know/see you. Alas, life is awkward, and White Horse is a very microcosm of this life.
PS: They always have someone trying to get you to sign up for something to get a zippo lighter. WOMAN, leave me be!
There are a few things about White Horse that are awesome:
- Those big open windows
- HIDDEN BACK PATIO
- Cheap yummy burger
- Consistency in mediocrity
The White Horse is one of those places that doesn't inspire special trips, but I always end up there because it's convenient and it doesn't totally suck. It's an easy place to hang out during the off hours, and a nice place to sip a beer, especially now that there's that awesome patio.
Bonus: There was an awesome creeper here on Friday night who looked like the bastard lovechild of Chris Kattan and Ewan McGregor. And he had a mullet. You can't make that shit up.
Maybe I'm angry because I'm watching my fantasy team experience a hemorrhage that not even Hugh Laurie's disarming smile could fix. Maybe I'm just feeling indigestion from the twelve pity-wings I consumed since 4 pm. Or maybe I just don't get it. There is zero appeal to the White Horse Tavern, other than the fact that it serves beer.
The crowd sucks, a mixture of yah dudes in blue button-downs dipped in Abercrombie Statutory cologne, and 17-year-old Woo Girls in Training. The music can be terrible. When was the last time you heard "Back That Ass Up" in a setting completely devoid of irony?
I do suppose that watering holes/humpfests like White Horse Tavern must exist, though. As the great philosopher Barney Stinson said, if there were no Woo Girls, tiny cowboy hats would only be worn by tiny cowboys.
I came here on a Friday night around 1am. Bad idea.
Only cause I was taken there. I wouldn't have chosen this bar to go to.
Yes, they do carry one of my favorite beers on tap (Blue Moon) so I will give them that BUT overflowing with undergrads so really not for the over 25 crowd. Many screens to entertain you with...sports. I was able to catch a little bit of golf, basketball, and football. Awesome. Might be another story if they were playing Glee, Grey's Anatomy, Private Practice and such...but no.
Anyway, all this with the background of top 40, which is ok. The bathrooms were gross. Broken glass, toilet paper, paper towels. When was the last time someone peeked in there and cleaned up?
bleh.
Popped-collar, Ed-Hardy-trucker-hat douchefest that everyone learns to avoid by about age 22.
We used to call it the White Whores. Â For no other reason that it sounds nasty. If there were actual whores plying their trade there it'd be an improvement.
Even Tequila Rain is better than this. Â
Be good to yourself. Avoid this place.
Dear White Horse,
I love you.
....There, I said it! So much time has passed since our initial encounter on that hot summer day when you wooed me with your icy cold Magner's. That smooth taste of our first embrace is still fresh in my memory, and we've shared so many great times since.
White Horse, I'll confess. I had mixed feelings about you at first. I thought you were a player; the kind of bar that would bring in popped collars and trixies that wouldn't get along with an ornery artsy gal like me. That's when I started to notice your colorful, tattooed, fun-loving staff. And your delish menu certainly doesn't hurt ($4 burgers and fries!). Perhaps you weren't so hoity-toity after all....
Obviously you won me over. What is it about you, White Horse, that just keeps bringing me back for more? Your trivia drives me nuts, but in the same way any lover's quirks might. I still hate half the people that come to see you. And I never did learn how to play pool. Yet there's something about you I can't seem to get enough of! Whatever it is, White Horse, you are my Allston go-to, and I will love you and your Magner's forever and ever.
Sincerely yours,
V
White Horse Tavern, you fail. Â Allston is already teeming with pubs that serve average food and cheap beer. I can only assume that hiring overly-aggressive morons was your attempt to distiguish yourself from the pack, but unfortunately things didn't pan out as you'd hoped. Â
The first time we went here was completely uneventful. Â Even though the steak tips were way too stringy and chewy, we were happy to add you to the rota of occassional casual dining places in the neighborhood. Â Cheap grub is cheap grub. Â But then you had to go and ruin it by carding my husband who was at the time a handsome but certainly not youthful 35 years old. Â When he handed you his work visa as his form of ID, which is in fact a government-issued document that is much harder to get than a MA driver's license, you refused to take it or let us be served. Â
Idiot!!! Â No, it wasn't issued in MA, it was issued by the super-paranoid federal government. Â If they believe he's 35, why can't you? Â And, more importantly, if the cops are going to do a raid at 6:30 pm on a Tuesday...are they really going to card the guy who's losing his hair? Â Aren't they going to head straight for the popped-collar yah doods in the corner? Â
You might want to start employing people with slightly less testosterone and slightly more of an ability to think for themselves. Â In the meantime, I'll be next door at Big City.
Prick of a bar. This is my story.
I was in the (The very last time I will ever be there) On a Sunday afternoon with my then girl friend. I asked for a pint of Guinness, (Being Irish and having worked in bar I know about these things)
I saw the bar man poor the drink. Into a 16 ounce glass and he filled it from top to bottom. Now I was horrified. I mean was he going to expect me to drink this.
So, I, in my nicest and non confrontational tone, began to explain how this is not how Guinness should be served. By Guinness law <a href="/redir?url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.guinness.com%2Fus_en%2Fbeer%2Fdraught%2F&s=e2afb18fe2fb82e5fc7e3b65b40b0513e673edc78c3cee8750b71e50a620fdc0" target="_blank" rel="nofollow">http://www.guinness.com/…</a>, Guinness will only serve their black stuff in bars where the bar tenders know how to pour it and serve it in a 20 ounce glass. Check out <a href="/redir?url=http%3A%2F%2Fguinness.com&s=4db643ede1cece84e792f8eb229e981dbe3611e3c407df629d1495c4883cb762" target="_blank" rel="nofollow">http://guinness.com</a> for that or follow my link.
Also, it should be poured in two stages and sometimes is even poured in 3 stages. So my bar tender got all upitty with me, and then i offered to show him how to do it. SO he let me. No problem. Turns out he had been working only about a week. Problem solved? No. Next thing the head bar tender comes over to me and gives me a talking to about who do i think I am etc... So, in the end I got asked to leave and didn't have one drink.
But story is not over, My friend works for the Guinness quality control brigade here in Boston, and I just happened to bump into her the following day, after I chatted with her, she went straight over to that shit hole of a pub.
I've never been back. Never will. Bar tenders with attitude are just dicks. This place is full of them. Bouncers are worse.
White Horse - it's a mother effing Bro-Down dude!
Deal with it.
Seen from the perspective of the 22 yr old with the BC football hoodie, reverse Sox cap, basketball shorts and flip flops it has everything at hand...
1. Pool table
2. Cheap Coors Light ($2 bottle special)
3. Girls doing all the serving
4. Burgers, fries and wings on specials that are as low as $2 each (!)
5. A plethora of HD LCD TVs showing NFL
6. A door-nazi to prevent any loser freshmen getting in
7. Big windows so everyone can see me drinking BEER. Yeah!
8. Plenty of open space for high-fiving my buddies
Seen from my own limey, central square-loving 30 yr old perspective, it isn't so hot. But I've still never had any delays getting served here and the food specials are ridiculously good value. So I'm going to go out on a limb and give this place a good review even though it's really not my thing. Fact is, I know plenty of people who's thing it definitely is. That's right bro, you're my bro!
I was so ready to give this place five stars just to cause some controversy but I couldn't bear the thought of (mis)leading some poor soul. What's so bad about it you ask? They have lots of tv screens, pour a stiff drink, $4 burgers and have room enough to house some good shenanigans.
It's the quality of the experience that's missing here. There's no authentic "wicked pissah yah dood" born and raised in Southie kind, just a whole bunch of college kids looking to use their dorm laminated fake IDs and get as wasted as possible before dragging themselves home to piss in a closet. No wonder the doormen are devoid of senses of humor and the bartenders are irritable. "Look at me" you want to scream, "I'm different!" But then you realize that being there is a choice and you practice rapid ejection technique.
Who do I have to fuck to get a drink around here?
I probably stood around for a solid 20 minutes before someone attended to me. There's a pretty simple formula for determining when someone in a bar needs a drink: do they currently have one in their hand? No? Then, by all means, ask if they'd like a round.
Also, what is that pungent flavor that I taste? Is it..? Could it be..? Do I detect a hint of ass in my beer? YES! If you could take the time to clean your taps every now and then, that would just be fantastic.
Sadly, this is probably the bar I would've been a regular at in college, forced to endure repeatedly because it's the only place my friends were willing to go. But since I'm not, it's just another generic bar.
The White Horse earns its second star for my bill, which wasn't more than $15, and the fries which were good, if only 'cause I was pretty tanked already.
Imagine my dismay upon walking into the men's room here after having been in the immaculate Nile restroom down the block just a few short hours before. Â
Sure, the color scheme is pleasing to my aesthetic sensibilities, but the urinals! Â There are two of them, and they are practically on top of each other with no divider! Â So there I am, tending to my business when I feel something rubbing against my shoulder. Â Cruel fates, it's another shoulder. Â But then (here's the part where you know it's Allston) the guy took a step back so he could have more room to spit into the urinal while he peed. Â Loogie after loogie after loogie floating downstream, whi-puh, whi-puh, whi-puh. Â I don't think I've peed and run so quickly since I was five and my siblings told me that Jaws lived in the toilet.
The size of the men's room reflects the size of the place itself, which makes the close urinal quarters even more perplexing. Â Plus (here's another part where you know it's Allston) I was definitely the only guy washing his hands. Â The humanity of it all.
Otherwise, the place gets one more star out of me because the house gin is Beefeater and they are generous with it. Â Then again, that just makes you need to pee more.
The best word I can use to describe the White Hat (yes, an intentional error): "bland".
If you know anything about me, you know that it's utterly unsurprising that I'm not into the sports-bar scene. Thus, I was mostly unimpressed with what the White Hat had to offer last night during our Nile Lounge afterparty.
The game was on, so any attempts at conversation were often punctuated and, at times, utterly blotted out by the zealotry of Red Sawx Nation. The bouncers must be accustomed to underage BU kids trying out their newest out-of-state fake IDs on the weekends (hello, 36 year old organ donor from Boise, Idaho!), because my poor, legal New York State ID was bent, blacklighted, and scrutinized more closely than the latest celebutard upskirt shot on The Superficial.
However, since I try to see the silver lining in every cloud (most of the time, anyway), I'll list the positives:
-The prices aren't too shabby. Approx. $4 a pop for Magic Hat #9 on tap. If you're not looking for the perfect cheeseburger, you can have a semi-decent one with fries for $4 and effectively fill your booze-soaked tummy. That is, until midnight anyway. Service was pretty quick for both food and drink, but I can imagine that the bar would be a clusterf*ck on the weekends.
-Again, this is probably related to going on a week night, but there was plenty of space to move around. As a friend so astutely pointed out, this is a potential caveat as well, since space is directly proportional to choad capacity.
That's where the praise for the White Hat ends. The decor is uninspired (unless you're really into sports or flat-screen TVs, I guess). It's nowhere I'd want to go on a date, or to be picked up by some fella with a tribal tat on his bicep and the new Nickelback aural abortion stashed in the CD player of his new pickup.
If I could remember exactly what was said that made me laugh so hard about White Horse right now, I'd be able to follow through with my plan to include it in my review. But alas. It's escaping me. Sorry, Trace.
While I've been here countless times to meet up with my bro-ee-er friends from college/previous jobs etc, it's exactly what I label it as....Not worth yelping. The bouncers always stare at my license for 90 seconds to make sure I am in fact 21+, and on a typical weekend night, expect to wait in line. I suppose it's ok if maybe you live in the area, are friends with a bartender, or enjoy sports but...even so. It's the sort of place where I get asked to meet someone, and I kind of sigh because the night is bound to get ridiculously low key and set my morale on a steady decline to borderline depression. Picture me: doe eyed and bored.
The bartenders move at a snails pace and barely look up at you for long enough to take an order, nonetheless actually earn their tips. My experience cocktailing and barbacking is that if you want to make money, you move as fast as you can. These guys....will be pouring a draft beer with 4 people holding money up, orders ready..and not paying any attention. So maybe they can't walk and chew gum at the same time either, but I think you can manage to take my drink order while you concentrate REAL hard on pouring those Coors for Murph and Sully.
To be honest, I'm not a fan of the 'regular' patrons of this bar (no offense!) nor the name; both seem kind of immature.
However, there are few places in Boston (believe me, I have done exhaustive research) where you can get a respectable, cheap, all-you-can-eat breakfast buffet, and this place DELIVERS. Â On weekends until 2p, you pay $9.99 for a SMORGASBORD. Â It's delish, and instead of looking like a college bar, it looks like a respectable restaurant. Â Definitely check it out.
White Horse Tavern
Wanted: Bouncer
Ideal Profile of Job Candidate: Whitehorse is looking for the kind of people that have a tough time deciding between a "tribal" or "barbwire" bicep tattoo, own the movie Roadhouse on both VHS and DVD, Â prefer watching reruns of the time chuck Liddell "totally beat some ass" in the Ultimate Fighting Championships as opposed to messing around with their girlfriends and have considered careers in the department of corrections but failed to be accepted.
Skills: Must be able to say "I'm here to chew bubble gum and kick ass and I'm all out of bubble gum" without stuttering. Must be able to study a valid ID like you should have studied high school text books. some word processing. State Patrol type mustaches a plus.
Compensation: Laughable but you can always take that out on the patrons.
The White Horse is lame.
But...
If you've been living off dollar menu double cheese burgers, Marlboro 27's and drinking cup after cup of beer that tastes like the ass of good beer all weekend and can scrounge up $9.95 its a good way to kill a Sunday morning.
Expensive, I know. But it is all you can eat, and its quality food, and if you show up when it starts (11-ish I think?) you can sit there for a real long time before they close it up.
The food consists of a couple steam trays with items such as sausages, Canadian bacon, bacon, chicken teri, rice pilaf, pan cakes and fancy french toast with some kind of berry stuffed in it. They also have some bowls of various fruit out for much needed vitamins and salad for much needed roughage, and some cookies incase you just like cookies.
They also have a guy who makes up omelets out of a variety of possible things you have thrown in it, and he also does up eggs benedict. And all the coffee you can drink. They frequently offer you seating near the open store front windows, so you get a nice breeze on a nice day.
Just dont get suckered into ordering a bloody mary, they're 7 bucks (not that you can order one before noon anyway..).
Outside of that, there is little to redeem this bar. I dont really know what the motif inside is, it looks like an imitation Chicago bar, the kind of place that wishes it was the kind of place that use to be a garage turned bar with the penzoil signs still in tact.
It does have alot of space though, yet still gets packed at peak times. They have the game on large tv's everywhere. There are pool tables. The beer prices are not that cheap (cheap for me is 3 dollars or less), I think bush light bottles were the only thing under 3, Bud was 3 and change, and that was the best they could do for me. I can drink Ice House, Pabst, malt anything- but nothing is worse than Bush Light (maybe Red Dog). The table service is fairly efficient. Sometimes breaking through the stool barrier to the bar to order a beer can be a bitch.
The crowd is alot of gym going tankard like dudes and their stair master-ed out counter parts, the kind of girls that wear sweat pants with writing across the ass. Sometimes they like to play dress up at night and the place looks like a JC Penny catalog. Theres always a couple 30 something business guys dressed down buying girls drinks in hopes one of them will ride their potbelly to satisfaction.
If your the kind of guy who likes to talk big about yourself and watch sports and dress in a manner that reveals your desire to be accepted that you suppress with an attitude- or if your a girl who goes tanning, buys lip gloss by the case, and loves firm men who pluck their eyebrows, or if you want to be any of these people by associating yourself with them-
then this is where you can indulge your unrealistic college life fantasy.
***Also-
I forgot to mention that Tuesday nights are karaoke night, so if you want to watch a bunch of guys in cargo shorts and fake wooden bead necklaces sing Crash Test Dummies, or maybe a duet where two dudes in Cougar Lacrosse 1987 team-that-never-existed shirts sing Fight for your Right to Party- this is the place to be.
I saw a guy I havnt seen in a year that use to bone an ex-girlfriend of mine I havnt seen in two years doing exactly that.
Only at the White Horse.