If you're a smelly ass biker, you'll no doubt love this place. I am not a smelly ass biker nor do I have any smelly ass biker friends. Therefore, I don't feel at home in this trashy ass bar.
That said, JTs Roadhouse comes with a lovely odor of leather and racism. And, if you enjoy the prospect of getting into a bar fight, tighten your confederate flag bandana, because this is your place.
If you are looking for brand specific liquors like Jameson or Grey Goose, you won't find them here. Of course they have Budweiser and Bud Light because this is 'Merica. But, if you want any kind of craft beer or an IPA that those tofu eatin' hippies drink, you won't find that here either.
The decor is mostly wood paneling, and not even nice wood paneling (is there such a thing?). Chairs and stools are super uncomfortable and there's a good chance you can score some cocaine here. I guess that's a good thing in some circles.
You'll likely get into several inaudible conversations with really drunk regulars. I'm talking stumbling Wild West saloon style wasted drunk. Some find that entertaining but after a while of repeatedly yelling back "what did you say?!", it gets annoying.
Staff is impatient and rude. They take too long to bring your drink or bring your change. The owners screwed the band I went there to see out of money. So, beware doing business with these chaps.
I gave it two stars, because I ordered some tater tots here and while they took a while to get to me, they were pretty delicious, but then again, how hard is it to fuck up tater tots?
In conclusion, I wouldn't go here because I think it is awesome, because it clearly is NOT. However, if you don't shower on a regular basis and are missing more than three teeth, this may be your place. JT's is not a dive bar. Dive bars have character. This place is just sadness with Harley Davidson's in the parking lot. read more