The smell of stale beer and fresh piss assaults you as you open the door. Angry but usually immobile locals mutter menacingly from the 6 barstools. Gennesse 12 Horse Ale drips constantly out of the one tap.
Add some dangerously bad nachos and a country western jukebox out of the mid-70’s and it’s sheer sleaze heaven.
The smell of stale beer and fresh piss assaults you as you open the door. Angry but usually immobile locals mutter menacingly from the 6 barstools. Gennesse 12 Horse Ale drips constantly out of the one tap.
Add some dangerously bad nachos and a country western jukebox out of the mid-70’s and it’s sheer sleaze heaven.
