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4.5 (4 reviews)
Open • 4:00 pm - 12:00 am (Next day)

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Parish's Pub - Must be 21 years old to enter. We now have 4 Poker machines

Parish's Pub

5.0(3 reviews)
0.1 mi
•$

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.

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Parish's Pub - Inside recently completed remodeling

Inside recently completed remodeling

Parish's Pub - Play a few games of pool and darts in the completed remodeled game room

Play a few games of pool and darts in the completed remodeled game room

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Alpha Bravo

Alpha Bravo

3.4(21 reviews)
4.1 mi
•$$

Ate here for the first time tonight. I have to say, I was a HUGE fan of Harold's Hamburgers which…read moreoccupied this building before Alpha Bravo, so a piece of me remained loyal to that establishment (and its best fries in the world) as I walked through the door into the remodeled space. The new setup is nice - small and cozy. Beer garden seemed cool, too. We started out with an order of onion rings which were very good if a little greasy. The onions appeared to be big thick slabs of red onion. Two of our party are not normally onion ring fans, and even they enjoyed them. I had a chicken Caesar wrap which was very tasty with lots of variety in flavors, though the wrap it self seemed a little dry. My son had a tenderloin which usually in these parts means a thin, frisbee-shaped deep fried patty that is 3 times larger than the bun. This one was a little different - irregularly shaped, thick and batter fried. It came with 1,000 Island dressing, tomato, lettuce and a bunch of chopped onion (my son thought a little too many) but other than that he said it was very good. Others in our party had a burger (again - a comment about the plethora of onion pieces on it) and an order of chicken wings. Aside from the onion comment, everything was well received and happily consumed! I do still mourn Harold's fries. The crinkle fries that came with the sandwiches were tasty and crispy enough, but they weren't a patch on the ones that came before. I think Alpha Bravo is a good place to eat and we will definitely go back. I also think they could do with ironing out a few details. We were given a greasy basket of onion rings to share, but no plates (we had to ask for them.) I could really have done with some silverware to eat my wrap with, and my son could have done with a knife to cut his big tenderloin sandwich in half, but these were never offered. Drinks were kept refilled without asking, but my iced tea came with too little ice to begin with, and that quickly melted leaving just, well, tea. Still, these are small things. The quality of the food and the variety of the menu as well as the friendly, prompt service and nice atmosphere will bring us back here again, I'm sure.

Review Visit: February 19th, 2016…read more Alpha Bravo was just Alpha Oscar Kilo Alpha Yankee. Over the years, I have gotten many coupons in the mail for local restaurants. You have probably experienced similar things. These coupon books have been incredibly helpful for me to discover local places while getting a good deal. I've seen offers for Alpha Bravo in just about every single one. Finally, a friend and I decided to try them out since we seen their coupons all the time. Advertising at work. We strolled in on a sunny and warm winter day with empty bellies and a coupon in hand. I think our deal was... Buy one entree, get one half off or free. Either way, it was a good deal in our eyes. As we walked in, we immediately noticed that the place was dedicated to military veterans. I think that is really cool. Both of us were hungry for burgers and the menu had some pretty good sounding options. The BBQ Bacon Cheeseburger was calling my name and that is was I got. My friend got just the Bacon Cheeseburger. We both got some fries to accompany our burgers. As we were sitting there and conversing, I noticed that the people there were giving us some weird side-eyes. Like, we weren't the regular people who visit and/or we weren't military vets and didn't belong there. That was kind of unsettling in a way. Luckily, our food didn't take too long to cook and be brought out to us. Excited to distract us from the strange looks by the people around us, we dug in as quick as we could. For the amount of delicious toppings on the burger, I couldn't fathom how each bite had no flavor. Somehow, they achieved the impossible. A tasteless burger. This was immensely disappointing as it looked amazing and smelled great. Luckily, the fries that came with it had some flavor. I got some queso to put on them and that was a delicious choice. With the weird glances from the other patrons and the bland burger, the meal was overall saved by the good fries, good conversation and the coupon deal we had. Should the opportunity arise, I would love to try the place again. The fact that they support veterans is really awesome in my book.

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