Part of me wants to rate Monkey Pants 4 stars, and part of me wants to rate it 2 stars. I'm going to settle on 3 and leave room for a possible update the next time I go.
My friends and I stopped in here on our Saturday daytime dive bar crawl (think 6 hours of drinking total for like 25 bucks!) and the place was dead. There were a few patrons at the bar, and they all looked like they were ready to pass out...at three in the afternoon!
Imagine a scene in whichever cheesy vampire drama you've gotten into recently when we opened up the door with the bright AZ sunshine pouring in. Aggghhhh! Shut the door! You're letting the darkness out!
That being said, I see the potential, and reading the reviews below I refuse to rate this solely on this experience. I'd love to see some of the fun-loving whippersnappers below in the confines of this promising environment. The drinks were pretty cheap, and the food was not bad (Wisco Cheese Curds Whaaaaaat!). I'll be back Mr. Pants, and when I do I'll update this review, for better or for worse. I promise.