I thought Saales Tavern had gone under, but it looks like the liquor license has been renewed…read more Bartenders in Chillicothe have told me that the bar scene in that town is dying due to so many young people leaving town. And, as you can see in the photo, Saales Tavern is on a pretty depressed block. As dive bars go, though, Saales Tavern is a good one. Though the building is very run down, it still has a lot of charm. The bar has a couple of pool tables, several dart boards, and a juke box. There's no better example of a dive bar restroom than what is found here. Tiny, dirty, and with walls of gap-filled rotting boards. We were there during the 3:00 dead hour and we felt kind of sorry for our bartender, he seemed very bored and lonely. We played some trivia and drank slowly to keep him company. :)

Went for Sunday Brunch. No cinnamon rolls. Food was nowhere near memorable. Wait staff unresponsive…read morefor an empty establishment.

Deeply disappointing and concerning dining experience! I rarely leave negative reviews, but my…read morerecent visit to this restaurant was so troubling that I feel obligated to warn others. From the moment I walked in, the service was indifferent at best. It took nearly twenty minutes just to get someone's attention, and when a server finally approached, they seemed annoyed that I had questions about the menu. Throughout the meal, dishes were dropped off without a word, drinks went unrefilled, and no one checked in to see if anything was okay. Unfortunately, the food itself was even worse. My entrée arrived lukewarm and clearly undercooked in the center, despite being a dish that should have been served piping hot. Another plate at the table was missing key ingredients entirely, as if it had been rushed out without any care. The flavors were flat, the textures were off, and nothing tasted fresh. The real issue, though, came later. Within a few hours of eating there, I became noticeably sick--nausea, stomach cramps, the whole ordeal. I can't say with certainty what caused it, but given the state of the food, it wasn't surprising. What truly alarmed me were the visible health hazards. I noticed a sticky spill on the floor that no one bothered to clean up, even as staff stepped around it repeatedly. I unfortunately had to use the restroom while we were there. The restroom sink had grime built up around the faucet, a dead cockroach near the commode, and there was no soap or toilet paper. As we were leaving, I could see uncovered food containers sitting out behind the bar. These are the kinds of things that make you question what's happening behind the scenes. Overall, this was one of the most unsettling dining experiences I've had in a long time. Between the poor service, improperly prepared food, and concerning cleanliness issues. Now here's the kicker...there was not a manager available (shocker), so I asked for the owner's contact information so I could report the health violations and food safety issues. The waitress laughed and said "We've told him many times - he doesn't care and he doesn't allow us to give out his number. He wouldn't answer the phone and absolutely would not call you back." So, if you'd like to eat at an establishment where the owner clearly doesn't care about you or what you think, cleanliness, or food safety, you've found the perfect place.

Lovely atmosphere. Great service. Top notch beverages and good food…read more I've had a few specialty drinks and on more than one occasion the avocado toast, all were beyond satisfactory. I hope they thrive and continue to serve my community.

Just pulled up and they are under new management and have no liquor license yet. The young ladies…read moreoutside were kind enough to recommend us to the strip club adjacent. Check if they are open. Or use it as an excuse to get people to the boobie bar.

My husband and I enjoy this little small town bar for the food as well as the drinks. We often will…read moreorder takeout more than we go in and sit down but both means of service have been great. The food is reasonably priced and very quick to come out of the kitchen. We have brought our out of town friends to this bar, and just enjoyed a night to ourselves here. We do wish they delivered, but it's worth getting out and picking up. Southside will continue to receive our business. P.S. we definitely recommend the cheese curds!

The map here on yelp is pretty accurate, but the GPS unit in our car had the location completely…read morewrong. It kept leading us to an empty building in downtown Gallatin. We found the bar on our own as we headed on south out of town. "Did this place used to be further north?" we asked the bartender. "Nope, it's been here as long as I can remember," she said. "Actually it used to be down on the square," chimed a customer sitting at a nearby table. "About 3 years ago I think it was." So if you try to get here via GPS, make sure its database is up-to-date. :) Anyway, I'm usually not a fan of bars located in manufactured buildings because, as a general rule, they rarely have any character. But this bar has a few things that make up for the bland building it's in. For instance, since it also serves as a diner, it opens at 6:00am so you can get your drink on early. :) Also, their beer coasters cut from carpet samples are pretty clever and are a good example of the little details I look for in local mom-and-pop dives.

Looking to get in touch with Casey Davis in Richmond,MO he should know his wife Angel Davis is…read moresoliciting herself on rate me sites for men's attention and validation. Carrying on with them in the comments she has since deleted account since I threaten to tell him. Believe his phone number (816) 878-8822. Letting Facebook do what it does

I'm obliged to rate this place with at least one star in order to publish the review. But zero is…read morefar more accurate. One cannot really rate nothing as anything but nothing. To me this place is as close to nothing as possible. I can honestly rate all three aspects of this alleged food business *zero*. Food: 0, Service: 0, and Ambiance: 0. FAIL, to put it bluntly. And sadly. This place looks like it was used as a film set by a renegade low-budget movie producer many decades ago, and since then, no one has lifted a finger to improve on that impression. Seeing multiple vehicles in the gravel parking lot told me they do have *customers*, and I, being someone who reserves judgment until I have actually visited a place to try for myself (the reviews were quite mixed, to put it politely), so I decided to give Depot Tavern a *chance* for a lunch visit during the noon hour. MY huge mistake! Lesson learned. Well, they chose to *not* give me a chance (of any sort), other than to realize I'd walked into the liquor home of "Go, Brandon!" (as depicted on signage nearby), and they were NOT interested in serving ME in any way--at any time, breakfast, lunch or dinner. I have never witnessed such a sad spectacle of dour-faced individuals (male and female; apparently some were employees, but NONE of the other "humans" in Depot Tavern managed to actually make eye contact with me, no one spoke to me (with the expected simple hello, maybe "welcome new potential customer", etc.)... Hmm! After more than a full minute of being ignored like I was a Black man in a racist 1950s redneck bar that chose to not serve me, and neither any bar patron or the staff there even acknowledging my humanity and presence... I left. I was not scowling like they were, so maybe that disqualified me from being among their clientele. Again, there was zero communication and I was obviously being scrupulously ignored. They must've WANTED me to leave but couldn't muster the courage to say that directly to me. Pitiful. In full fairness, there was a cryptic sign on the door about someone who was apparently recently deceased or otherwise in an unhappy situation... but the trials and tribulations of life (like a customer's death or injury) are IMO better left for other places than for notes how to un-welcome tavern patrons. This is the SADDEST "business" I've ever entered in six decades of some travels in Missouri and elsewhere (even abroad), and upon concluding that they openly disliked me based solely on my appearance (and there's little that's bizarre or freakish about my looks!) and having zero interaction with anyone else, I left, vowing to never return. That will be easy. This joint and the people in it give me the creeps. To me, they look like a bunch of angry criminals. I no longer give half a hoot what they think of me. No one there was adult enough to interact with me on my one and forever-only visit. My guess is, despite its alleged very long existence, it won't be around very much longer. Even if it remains, I wouldn't expect it to be improved at any point. My advice to the owner/mgmt is if you're having a wake, do it before or after hours when Google Business thinks you're "open for business". I'm not used to being discriminated against, but it feels really CREEPY. At least I can take comfort in knowing that I won't repeat that mistake! My final guess is that even if they read this review, they'll never learn from it. (But now I'm being ignorant--like they obviously were too, as it pertains to me.) News Flash: Contempt breeds contempt! Maybe it's time to consider other options. I went to a friendly restaurant across town and spent my money where it's welcomed and appreciated.

Chevy's is an awesome place with the good people of Novinger. Beer and liquor only. Small food…read moreoptions. The key to this place is it warmth by the team and community. Have a coors light and ask for Jes. She's awesome. Pork tenderloin is a must try also.

When we arrived in town we found three bars lined up in a row, but only the southern one was in…read morebusiness. Our bartender told us that she couldn't remember the name of the one in the middle but that the other one was named "Hotel California". She said that only one of the three bars ever seems to be in business at any given time, and that she has worked at each of them. Chevy's is basically what you'd expect from the only dive bar in a rural town. Domestic beers, stiff drinks, and your basic bar food/snacks. Our bartender was pretty cool and made the visit enjoyable.

We knew we were in for a treat when we found this to be a neighborhood dive, surrounded by houses…read moreon all sides. We knew we were going to love this place when a neighbor came out to distract his pit bull as we walked by. And when we stepped in to head the bartender explaining to a couple of other customers how terrified she is of clowns, we somehow knew we were going to have more fun here than we'd had all day. It turned out that bartender's name was Becky, and she's 1/2 of the couple who owns the bar. The other half is her husband, Waylan, who showed up later at the end of our visit. "Having a name like Waylan is like having the biggest cock," she said. Or maybe it was B who said that, I don't remember and my notes aren't very clear. :) There is quite a collection of bras on the bar, a recent development. "A while back one of the customers just up and took her bra off, and said she wanted to hang it up. So we did. Then other ladies started doing it," Becky explained. "Now boxer shorts have even started to join the collection." We ended up spending out entire visit chatting with the bartender about their history with the bar. We really enjoyed our time here. In addition to the great personalities, this is a fun-looking bar all around and I'de love to visit again when it's busier. In fact, here's how good a time we had -- when we first arrived we noticed the Silver Strike machine and put a few dollars in it to play. But we never got around to actually doing so! :)

You know you've hit dive bar paydirt when you walk in to find a young female bartender pouring…read moredrinks for an old man who is chain-smoking through his tracheotomy hole. Checkers is done up like a (run down) 1950s diner on the inside. As we drank our beers, the tracheotomy dude told us about the town and said that come sundown, once the farmers come in from the fields, that Checkers would be packed.

They charged my friend for 3 drinks when she ordered 2, tried to correct it and he fought her on it…read moreand told her to take a seltzer "for the road" instead of removing it from the bill. She still tipped him $8 on her bill, he shook his head and said "stupid b****". They said he was one of the owners, TO. Don't go here :)

Manager this past Sunday night was so disrespectful to my girlfriend. Calling her a stupid b****…read moreand other things to his co-workers. I think his name was TO. Can't believe they let him work there. Based on other reviews, rude staff is not uncommon here. Highly recommend to stay away from this place!

This review is from the point of view of coming here for the bar…read more This was the first VFW/American Legion combo I had been to. It was also the first of either variety I had beento where I encountered any resistance to my presence. The door required a passcard to open but the bartender let us in. The lone vet inside grilled us for a few minutes about our military status in an obvious attempt to point out that we did not belong. But the bartender, probably wanting the business, finally convinced him to allow us to stay. The bar is in the center of the room, square-shaped. It was a pretty simple place, about what you'd expect for a VFW / American Legion. I can't remember if there was a jukebox or pool table but usually there are. As long as you can make it through the Inquisition, it's a decent dive environment to hang out in.