So this was my very first time in this establishment and will be my very last! The bar tender was…read moresome little lady who was rude as all get out and she actually began talking to me very disrespectful and threatened to call the police asking me to leave. Now this is a public place that I have again never been too And had every right to be there. She asked for ID I showed her ID and mentioned that I just turned 44, excited I just had a bday! SHe proceeds to say I don't care if you 104! Then walks off then back in my area saying what did I say when she came back with change for a dollar I asked for to play pool. It went down hill from there so I just left! One thing I don't do is spend my hard earned money in a place that does not know how to treat me. all of this happened with in a matter of me being in the place for probably three minutes! I would never hire her to work in anything I own, she lacks the professional skills aswell as the customer service skills required to even deal with the public!

Jennifer is the best bartender in town. Hill's has a vibe that cannot be replicated, definitely…read moreworth checking out!!

Great place to play pool. Poker on Tue & Wed is fun. Good company. Bartenders are very friendly and…read morehelpful.

Definitely a family kid friendly environment. It's five dollars an hour or you can pay $15 for…read morethree hours the pool tables are additional one dollar and have a snack bar super nice clean environment just a generally safe place for families and even young kids alone to hang out to be dropped off by other families and great game selection as well. Welcome to Mt.Pleasant to hang out.

This place is awesome! My dad and I came right before closing and they stayed open for almost 3…read morehours. At the end of the night I was very surprised at how cheap the bill was. Overall the father and son that run the place are very friendly and cool people. I highly recommend this place and the service and atmosphere does not disappoint!

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Walking into this spot was challenging but me and my personality can be very clever. I loved my…read moreattention and most of all I'm not a pool player but I managed to blend in as a woman in a croud RESPECT will carry you a long way. I enjoyed myself it was very nice.

This would be a great place for a bar. The current owners are awesome , however the people running…read moreit are are killing all positive thing about it. They are not in anyway knowledgeable about how to run a bar. They are now cursed from and by bad management.. so sad, vI will never go back

By far one of my favorite bar stops on this side of town. 8 pool tables, large dance floor, stocked…read morebar. The bathrooms are always clean and the bartenders are always friendly. It isn't ever too smoky, probably due to the large size of the bar. My absolute favorite part? By far the food! As soon as I get in the door I gotta order a Philly Cheese Steak and onion rings. Their food is WAY better than your run of the mill "bar food".

This isn't a place frequented by tourists or out of town guests, unless you're invited by a local…read moremaybe. I found out about Ernie's through a recording on another bars phone message. Wow, who would think Shreveport had a place like this that plays this kinda music! I found a seat at the bar which has short stools for a tall bartop. Same can be said about the urinal. You better be at least 5'9 to even use it. I came mainly for the music, which consisted of dubstep, electronica, dance, and reggae-rap during my stay. During normal times, there is a DJ a few times a week that comes on 9-10ish. I saw him arrive early because i arrived even earlier, but by 1030 he still hadn't come on, so I went back to my hotel. Everyone I encountered was super friendly. Drinks were reasonable and well made and for all these reasons I'd definitely return when I come back to town.

9/28/19. Sometimes the letdown is already there. And no matter what you do it's hard to shake back…read morefrom that. And other times, there are instances that shoulder that letdown, and still get knocked back further for a few more yards for an even greater loss. And that's what happened here on my first, and probably last visit to this establishment. Allow me to explain. My buddy and I were set. We were going to see The Who in Dallas (three hours away) on the night in question. Yes, that The Who. We had our tickets for months, and then late the night before the show, legendary lead singer Roger Daltrey fell ill, and the show was postponed. We were lost. We had our permission slips signed and we were ready to go! The Who, baby! In Big D.! And now, we had a night off and no plans. What to do? What to do? My buddy forwarded me information about this gig here. The Electric Park, out of North Carolina. This venue exclusively promotes electronica, EDM, techno, you know whatever they're calling it these days. You know what I'm talking about. I'm cool with whatever. I'm down. Let's do this. I've been wanting to check this place out anyway. I like and enjoy all types of music. This place is small, and also is a similar aluminum siding structure with its' live music venue parking lot-mate, Strange Brew (which I support fully, and also enjoy). So, this is a smaller space here, but yet I still couldn't help envisioning dance clubs from the day, bodies everywhere. Pulsating to the heavy bass. Thumpthumpthump. (Yelling)-WHAT'S YOUR NAME?? Thumpthumpthump. (Her, yelling back in response)-WHAAAAT?? Thumpthumpthump (Yelling again)- I SAID, WHAT'S YOUR NAME?!?!? Thumpthumpthump (Her, also again)-WHAAAAT?? I was excited. I really was. Okay, so no Who in Dallas. They'll be back (I hope!) I'm ready now to get my rave on! Sure, why not? And then we walk in. Get hit with a seven dollar service charge at the door. And as that payment was being transacted for entry (this is around 10pm). I can't help but notice the sheer lack of humanity within the confines here at this moment. $7. For this? Yes, it's a small interior, and no, there aren't very many people here. If it wasn't for the tubthumping coming from the dj booth, we might have actually heard crickets instead. And were it not for the year-round humidity, we might have actually been knocked over by a metaphorical tumbleweed! This place was dead. This place made the Dead Sea look positively alive! Oh, there were some people there milling about. It was a rather odd assortment of people at that. Estimated ranging of ages anywhere from early twenties to early sixties by my own guesstimation. I know, right? Strange. There were some pretty ladies there in a small group huddled in front of the bar, but they all seemed to be regulars. No throngs of people gyrating to the beats. No sweaty masses. Nope. Just a few people here and about. Just standing around. Like a middle school dance and every bit as awkward. Zero energy in the room here. My regret, and my remorse, from plunking down seven bucks to just walk into this place, was providing its' own energy, albeit a very negative one. And this brings us to the final blow. The cost of the drinks here. Ruh-diculous!! The cooler was out, apparently, so we ordered two Abita drafts, a Purple Haze, and an Andygator. $9!!! For two teeny-tiny Louisiana-brewed drafts!! Not bottles!!! Drafts in plastic cups!! Like, a twelve ounce draft in a plastic cup was $4.50!! C'mon, now! I tipped the bartender a buck, so now we're talking TEN BUCKS!! For 2 beers!! Two draft beers in plastic cups, Ten Bucks!! Nooooo thank you!! No thank you!! So, to total up this lackluster evening, $17 for 2 small draft beers. And an absolute non-scene! A waste of valuable time that I could have been doing anything, really anything, else. For me, a $5 cover, and $3 draft would've been far more agreeable. $11 versus $17. Maybe not a big deal to some, but for me, it was enough to cease operations on what was already a rather disappointing night.