I had to go to Clarkston to visit a prospective customer. Got to town night before, drove around and saw this place and thought it was probably a cool German bar/Restaurant. My God, was I wrong. Waked in and man it was 1972, but the real crappy part of 1972. Weird bartender, weird people, stinky fart like smell. In fact, this whole area smells like a big fart, what’s up with that anyways? So, I turned around and walked out without ordering a beer or even sitting down. Do yourself a favor, stay outta this bar. Heck, stay out of this whole area. Weird place.
Clinton H.
Évaluation du lieu : 2 Clarkston, WA
If you’re into looking at felons, smelling old deep fry, and hearing conversations about getting high, this is the bar for you. I was always watching my back, but the people watching was fascinating.