Mr C’s

This is a legit dive bar. It’s not a hipster bar that has stickers on the counters and PB&J deals so they call themselves a dive bar, it’s a place you go to drink. As a result, it actually does have a pretty diverse crowd, although it depends on the night. There’s a pool table and TVs, plus a Golden Tee machine. There’s food but I’ve never tried it. The crowd is usually quite friendly. And it’s cheap! No pretensions.

This is a dive bar. Nothing more. And I love it!
Room is smoky, drinks are cheap and the food is decent if you need a base in your tummy for all the cheap drinks. They have lots of televisions and a jukebox with a good variety of music. There is only one pool table. I wish there was another.
The crowd is a mix of preppy gearing up for night out and a handful of characters who look like they’ve been ridden hard and put away wet.
Love being able to throw on jeans and throw back a few right down the street from my house.

Smoke ‘em if you brought ‘em! Great dive with friendly people and diverse crowd. Come as you are, kitchen might be open or closed, who knows? If it’s closed, they will let you go to Domino’s next door and bring back a pizza.
Pool tables, dart boards, Golden Tee, big screens and Jaegerbombs. It’s just what you’re expecting, dark, loud and fun.

Good crowd. Good prices for a dive bar. Met some friendly people their who joined in on me and my homeboy conversation while we was put on the patio. I would recommend this place.

My first time here was the day Biden was in town so everybody was pretty excited when he drove by. It’s a pretty good neighborhood bar, the beer was super cheap — 8 bucks for a pitcher. The crowd really isn’t diverse though, and I would imagine it normally isn’t.
We also came on trivia night, I think it was Thursday, and sucked so we left early. Not sure if my group and I were stupid or it was just genuinely hard.

For a dive bar – it delivers! For great priced drinks – again it delivers. Not a fan of ciggie smoke but it is a dive bar… I would go back… trivia on Thursday!

The clientele are low life’s bent on seeking refuge from their pathetic lives in similar company. People satisfied with their lives should avoid it at all cost, unless they would like to freeze their maturity in place and blame others for their problems. Their bodies age and deteriorate in the smokey dang hole, while old country anthems and classic rock causes them to amble on while their belly’s grow out and their faces sag. The drinks are cheap and there are plenty of folks willing to sell powdery substances without much hassle. I expect I’ll sooner lie down in my own grave before ever setting foot in there again. Try north side tavern, the highlander or elmyr instead.

I found this dive by doing a Unilocal search for dive bars close to Buckhead. This place popped up so we took an Über on over.
Yep, it is a dive. There are pool tables and TVs and a U shaped bar. Clientele all over the place in age and type. Jukebox on the night we were there. Basically nothing to complain about.
We wrangled seats at the bar and started drinking. Our bartender, while not chatty, was on top of the drinks so that’s all that really matters. We had a fun time talking and catching up and it wasn’t too loud to talk and we didn’t get bothered by drunkys aggressively trying to pick us up. Sometimes you just want to chill at a dive and talk and this place is perfect for it. Only downside was the bathroom which was as cold as Alaska. Brrrrrrr.
I would definitely come back to this place as it has pretty much everything I need in a bar… you know, booze, characters, bartenders, and me.

Let it be known that I have never been to Mr. C’s. I have intentions on visiting, but until then I am reviewing solely based on their announcement board on the street.
It makes me smile every time I drive past.
To whoever comes up with the hysterical things that are posted — you’re amazing. Thank you.

My friend dragged me to this dive one night. Lots of old men and secondhand smoke if that’s your thing.

Mr. C’s has been around forever. It was maybe the mid 90’s when I last visited this place. When they say «dive,» they mean it. Back then, the bartender was haranguing the guests to pony up some tip money for the karaōke guy, and no one wanted to sing. The décor has improved since then. Believe me – this is saying something. (It may also be saying something about Atlanta’s ongoing penchant for all things mediocre.) But hey, people like what they like, and I can’t argue with that.
Besides, sometimes what you’re looking for is a dark corner in a seedy bar where people will (hopefully) forget you’re there. (But only after you’ve ordered and received your deleterious substances for the evening.) C’s is good for that, I guess.
This time, I hung with some friends who wanted to lengthen our evening instead of just going home. In short, more alcohol was what was desired. And more alcohol was had. Cheap beer and copious cigarette smoke was on the menu. But the kitchen closes too early. Which is bad. What the heck are all these aging frat boys supposed to do if they ain’t got nothin’ to ballast a buzz?
I’ll go back, but only if peer pressure dictates this course of action. Y’all enjoy.

Nice bar stopped in with my boyfriend to watch game 7 spurs vs. Heat the bar was pretty full so we grabbed seats at the bar… the bartender was kool he even made me an ADIOS (My Fav Drink) the only reason they don’t receive 5 stars is bcuz there kitchen was OUT OF FOOD big no no the bartender told us we were allowed to go next door and get food and bring it over but we ended up leaving… There music is played through a juke box and they have pool tables and an arcade machine really kool… Kool place to hang

This is a dive bar… plain and simple.
The bartender can be aloof (read: unattentive… until your friend, a cute guy, shows up… then she takes your order) I was there for 10 minutes sitting at a table, then I moved to the bar and waited another 10… then my friend got there and she was there… taking his order… and I was an after thought.
I have not tried the food. They did have Shock Top on draft which I like…
I guess if I go back I need to bring a cute guy…

I usually like dive bars, and Mr. C’s is an ok dive. I don’t love it. The service was really slow the times I’ve been, but I guess it’s better for regulars. I would expect that for sort of a neighborhood bar. The food was pretty much what I expected. No surprises. The price is definitely right on drinks. Pitchers start around $ 7 all day every day. I could and probably will be talked into coming back with my degenerate friends.

I’m so glad to see that just about everyone loves this place as much as I do.
I have only been able to legally drink in public for five years. But only in the last year have I realized that what I genuinely want out of a bar is everything that Mr. C’s has to offer. It’s a dive bar in the very best sense of the word. If you don’t consider yourself friends with Ryan or Megan or any of the other staff, just give it ten minutes — you will.
After about a dozen visits, I realized I couldn’t rightfully call this place my Cheers unless I tried the food. But I was apprehensive, as bar food is so hit-​or-​miss, especially divebar food. Believe me, I know.
One night after the Falcons game, I decided to risk it (The benevolent and ever-​attentive staff will gladly allow you to pop over to the Fellinis and grab a slice and bring it back, however I used to work there, and I can’t eat their food anymore). I got the club sandwich (if memory serves) and fries and salad, The Hubs got chicken fingers and fried Okra — everything was fresh, hot, and good. Especially the Okra. (You don’t want to fuck with my husband’s fried Okra, he gets stabby)
I’ve had much worse meals at the higher-​end bars in EAV and L5P, paid double the price for food, and I’ll tell you one more thing: the pitchers of Stella Artois are NOT $ 10 at those places. NOPE!
Five stars all the way, I love this place!

This used to be my JAM back in the day. I love Mr. C’s!
Unfortunately, I banned MYSELF from this place a couple of years back. That’s how awesome it is. The bartenders have no qualms with getting you ta-​wisted.

My number 1 dive bar of all time :) I have too many amazing memories here! Juke box has a large variety of music, pool table, couple games, friendly bartenders, the crowd is usually older, but they’re still great.
I lived further down Collier off Defoors. I always passed this place on my way to work, and coming back. What caught my attention was the sign they had outside. One day my roommates and I had a bit too much to drink and messed with it. But it was our first and last time, I swear!

I love this bar
It’s my kind of place
Just walkin’ through the front door
Puts a big smile on my face
It ain’t too far, come as you are
Hmm, hmm, hmm I love this bar…
Yeah pretty much describes this place. They have the shake n’ bake special on Thursday’s for 6.95. Comes with salad, baked potato, and 8 ounce sirloin steak. I ordered it medium and it came out perfect… so good.
*Lyrics from Toby Keith haha

I used to be scared of this place. It reminds me of the bar where The Blues Brothers played «Rawhide» behind a fence. It has the appearance of an old Southern hole where the music abruptly stops when the «wrong kind» walks in the door. I used to joke with my white friends that they acted as my ambassadors when we went there.
However, after visiting Mr. C’s a few times — I learned that Mr. C’s is a fantastic dive bar, and I am ridiculously paranoid.
The beer is good and cheap, the wings are great, and the bartenders are hot! Check it out during football season or a late weeknight. They close late too!

Given my affection for divey places where you can drink way too much without self-​consciousness, how have I lived in such close proximity to Mr. C’s for years now and never been till last night?! Puzzling, indeed.
Mr. C’s was our group’s choice for continuing the silliness and hopeful debauchery (the boys were jointly wing-​manning a third friend and we were along for the spectator show) after eating at Six Feet Under last night. All ingredients were present: big crowd of pretty people, great music, strong liquor drinks, and we even snagged a table right in the middle of the room that provided 360-​degree scouting views.
So no one extra came home in the cab with us, but we’re still waiting to hear what happened when the third friend went MIA for a suspiciously long time. ..