Maybe I just hit the place at the wrong time, every time.
My experiences here have been very consistent. The owner sitting at the end of the bar, drinking and chain smoking. She talks smack on employees to other employees. Talks of local gossip like who is the latest person she knows in jail for whatever reason. I had to roll my eyes when she started complaining about the amount of bugs and flies in her kitchen. A bartender advised her that they were attracted to the old potatoes she is keeping back there. So appetizing. I think I'll skip the fries... And probably everything else on the menu considering.
The air conditioning couldn't keep up, it was sticky hot at the bar.
I wouldn't have been surprised if John Trafford walked in from "Bar Rescue" as I sat there.
The positives: it's convenient. Seeing as Bellevue is dry, this place is the closest option for a beer stop on the way home.
It's sizable. Band/DJ area. Lots of parking.
Unless it's a Saturday night when there are more than a handful of people there, this place makes you feel like something is crawling on you. Loud music, occasional fight, locals, and inexperienced bartenders and an owner that sits at the bar and smokes... You decide.