Cute little bar, with a very local Pub atmosphere. Bartender was pleasant and nice…read more Not a place for complicated cocktails, however. My friend ordered a standard margarita and we watched the bartender have to look it up in "the book". Although I appreciate the dedication to your craft, sir, this is bartending 101.

Normally the only bar I go to when I do go out until this last time. The normal bartender is…read morenormally amazing until there was gabby. Highly unprofessional and unhelpful. Bought numerous drinks and tipped. There was a bug in the drink. When it was brought to her attention I was told I needed to buy another drink. Her exact words were "someone needs to pay for, because was the bug in the drink when she made it or was it from sitting?" She needs a retraining asap

Went to Matilda's following an event across the street. Great little Funky Place. Good and…read moreFriendly Staff.

Super cute little place. Chill vibe. Loved the retro theme and games. Gave "Foreman's basement"…read morevibes.

Hole in the wall is an understatement. You could probably…read morehide out here and not see one other person the whole night, besides the solo bartender. Girlfriend was visiting from Seattle and we decided to go dive-bar-hopping in this city. It's a thang ya know?!? I always wanted to stop in here cuz of the cute outside decor. So... We played the jukebox and danced the night away one snowy, winter evening. You could probably get away with acting like you were raised in a barn here and it would be A-ok. *see vid & it shall all make sense

According to one "reglar" at this bar, "the only natural predator to human beings is virus…read more(pronounced "varrrrs")". Hmm, ok, another Old Style please. Good ol' piece-shit bar. They do have a stage in the back, and if I ever play a show in Peoria, it will be here, because "Why'nuh'hell not!!!". Red Barn, fine with me.

the bartender was nice and attentive! Butch's pizza and beer were a 10 out of 10! Lots of games…read moreinside and gives a good vibe!

There is not a modicum of sense in assigning a numerical score to a bar like this. Washington has 5…read moremain bars that I can think of off the top of my head, and which one is best will be contingent upon your socioeconomic status and existential demeanor. Small rural towns in the Midwestern US are generally wastelands in a tangible sense, that goes without saying; but there exists a more abstract sense of desolation that tends to swallow one whole if a little too much time is spent in a town so bereft of anything that could reasonably be called cultural. Disgruntled, romantically hopeless drunks like me are often inaccurately characterized as decrepit, amoral, underachieving dregs of society that have no need for anything but themselves and the bottle. Pretty much accurate, but my main point of contention with this portrait lies in the blatant falseness of the last bit. Drunks like us, we need people. We need a place to go to drink with jaded folks facing the same eternal war on tedium and disappointment that is living in a town like Washington, IL. Drunks like us, we don't go to the bar necessarily to have a good time. We go because if we're given nothing but free time in the glorified solitary confinement that is one's living quarters, we'll lose our fucking minds. The main directive of this site is completely worthless when it comes to assessing local watering holes like Parish's. If I was a random visitor, I would visit it and be thoroughly unimpressed. You probably have a bar exactly like this in your hometown, and you love it for two reasons: the staff and the regulars. Over time, you foster a relationship with the two that ensures that if you're down on your luck and have fuck all to do with your night off, you can always head down and avoid staring at your bedroom wall until you pass out. How many times have I seen two people unsuccessfully hustle me and proceed to copulate on a pool table while the couple thought everyone was outside? Once, but that's still enough to prove a point. How many times have I been inundated with whisky-drenched tales from the past of smuggling pounds of cocaine around state lines from guys with 7+ DUIs? More than I can count. Dive bars are ideal temporary residences for drunks like me because it's a way to playfully repel the malaise of untapped potential that forces one to be a glorified automaton in a small, boring town by letting the id take over and run its course. Then of course, there's the staff. Dive bar lore is rife with stupid, inaccurate adages suggesting things along the lines of a loyal bartender being better than any therapist you could hire. That's bullshit almost 100% of the time; often they're simply nodding in agreement and allowing your bleating to go in one ear and out the other. That isn't the case here. Rick is a true lifer in the greatest sense of the word and will bend over backwards to help out the loyal regulars. Lord knows he's done it for me countless times. Dani refuses to take my tips because she knows I'm perpetually broke, has gone out of her way to feed me because she knows I rarely eat, and has, along with her husband David, a Thursday regular, taken an active interest in my problems far beyond empty regurgitation. They informally "adopted" my brother and me, because, in their own words, "you guys are exactly what I'd like our children to grow up to be like." Last Thanksgiving, when I texted her asking if the bar would be open, she responded that they would not and asked if I had a place to go for dinner. I had to work. Sure enough, she shows up with a massive plate of food and a bottle of whisky. If you haven't noticed already, I deeply love this nondescript, forgettable-to-outsiders bar. Not in the pedestrian manner that stupid fucking Toby Keith song celebrates. Drunks like us, we don't go to our local dives to celebrate temporary egalitarianism and yee-haw Saturday nights as a fun little break from our everyday life. We go to our local dives because without them, we'd have no other place to wallow in the utter senselessness of living in a town like Washington without losing our minds.

Me and my friends went here last night for the first time not knowing what the night had in stored…read more We came in the door and the establishment of the place was very nice and very laid back. Not knowing anybody there except my friends that was gonna change throughout the night. The lady DJ was very nice and was kool when asking what my name was and what was I in the mood to sing she was very laid back good energy vibes. When it was my turn to step up to the mic she let everybody know I was new in the area and everybody clapped when I did my performance on the mic the rest is history. I got so much love from the crowd I bought the crowd to me. We had a hella of a blast last night everybody there made us feel welcome and enjoyed us coming out to BG shouts out to the manager he is very kool and invited me and my friends to come out anytime we will definitely be coming here again next weekend. Shouts out to my Best friend Ike, Kanisha, Shouts out to my homie Derek and CC for video recording my performances, Shouts out to my homie Eddie and everybody that showed me love at BG karaoke Saloon check this place out y'all its the Real Deal its ya homie D.Smoove you will see this name a lot there much luv y'all .

Kareoke sound ambience is the best in the state. I sounded amazing! Food was top notch and my…read moredrinks were served by some of the best personalities the Midwest has to offer.

Local hangout with little or no food. Decent beer selection. Full bar offers a drinks for any…read moretaste.

Fun, bar food, fun employees, amazing shakes! Had to show family from California how to Kuchie on…read morethe river!

Great food. Extremely clean. Always friendly. Daily menu specials are great. Sunday breakfast is…read morefilling and tasty. Dart boards, pool tables, Frisbee golf, horseshoes. Gaming room. Free Texas Hold Em poker tourny every Friday and Sunday.

Overall, we were disappointed with our experience. We were traveling and chose this option because…read moreof the patio where we could bring our dog. The patio was full of smokers, which wasn't an option for our two small children. We left our dog in the car with windows cracked and sat down inside. The service was very slow. Another customer let the waitress know we had been waiting for them to come take our order. Later, I had to literally go to the bar to pick up our drinks because they hadn't brought them out. When we're underwhelmed by our order of onion rings, especially when we saw we were charged $10 for them--a total of six onion rings (see photo). The waitress was the only one working and she was friendly so I'll give her some credit for that--we left a full tip.

Great place to have a drink and something to eat.. and hang out with good friends.. nice people…read morework there

Recently rebuild after a fire, it's Good local watering hole. They have a small simple menu with…read moredecent food and ice cold beer all priced very reasonably.