Cobra Club

This bar is like going home to Cheers! Everybody will is friendly and makes you feel right at home. I was also lucky enough to catch the bartender working at the time that was an electronic genius!!! He was bar tending and helping 1 person on the phone & helping one person in person with their computer. Everybody said, «Oh yeah, that’s Terry!»

Place has been there forever. Always a good conversation at the bar, great bartenders. If you like a dive joint you’ll love this place

Awesome dive bar
Bar tenders are great and the regulars are friendly
Smokey but great joint
Cash only!!!

Nice smoky little dive complete with pool tables. They’re some pretty die hard regulars here, but they are all super friendly and interested in what brought you in. Bonus props for having a security camera in the parking lot with a live feed of your vehicle. I must warn you that they only take ca$h. Bar tender was way cool, too.
Four bottles of domestic beer was $ 19 and some change.

I read the previous review from Stephanie, and man she is right. Great dive bar. Cheap beers. I am now a card carrying member. Already can’t wait for my next trip to Hurst!!! Very safe, I could watch my car on the surveillance camera right from the bar.

I cannot believe I am the first person to review the Cobra Club– or as I called it when I was a regular, The Bra. I don’t make it to Hurst much anymore, but when I do you can bet I will stop by to say hi to my old friends.
This is the ultimate dive bar. They don’t take credit cards, so bring your cash. It is also a private club, so you have to sign up for a membership for a nominal annual fee. Do it, you won’t be sorry.
This isn’t a see and be seen place, it is where you stop when you have been riding your motorcycle around all day and need a drink and a smoke, because smoking is not only allowed, but encouraged. They don’t serve food either, drinking is the main attraction here. We don’t need no stinking food– there is a sandwich in every beer, right?
There are two pool tables and a juke box filled with all the Hank Williams and Johnny Cash you could ever hope for.
Now I am getting nostalgic for my old haunt, I might have to make a trip out West soon.