Walking in to this bar, it looked like part of it as undergoing construction. I'm not sure if they were adding a dining room or remodeling it or if it always looked like that. But it was pretty 'rustic'. The bar part wasn't too bad. They did have a pinball machine. Fat Cats, I think it was called and we did amuse ourselves with it for a game or two. But first...my husband is what we call a Crack Whore. No, not that kind of crack! He likes to play pull tabs. There were a couple of boxes behind the bar and one of them was calling his name. The bartender, who was also the owner, hadn't yet unlocked the boxes and when he went to unlock the box, he couldn't find his keys. He swore he just had them because it hadn't been that long since he had opened up. But they disappeared and disappeared but good. The couple that we were with insisted on helping him look for them. So that was fun watching them run around looking for this guys keys. They probably 'helped' him for a good twenty or thirty minutes before they all gave up.
Other than that, the bartender was nice enough. He talked to us about the area and a little about his time in the military. It was sorta cute that he was pretty proud of the new TV he had just installed. The drinks he poured were decent enough but nothing special. They do serve food but we didn't try it. It's not actually a bad bar. I liked this one better than the next one we went to but I was in the minority.