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Neighborhoods: Mid-City West, West HollywoodI never count Snakepit amongst my favorite bars, but I seem to keep ending up here, despite the fact that bad and weird shit keeps happening to me here.
I guess it's natural that it be my black hole of personal ickiness considering that it's:
1. centrally located
2. always easy to find a spot to sit, lean, or congregate
3. inexpensive
4. got easy-ish parking
5. edible food
6. inoffensive music
7. has an Anything Goes dress code: bikers, models, med students, actors, tattoos, LA Candy...
I guess I must really like this place.
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I've been here a couple times now and I've got to say I like it. A pitcher of Coors is a humane $11 and the bartenders are Johnny-on-the-spot with refills.
It's also a nice "space" here. Not as in feng shui, but I came here from the Dime last night, which is essentially one giant, dark bottleneck of people crawling over each other to get around -- miserable. I like my personal space and Snakepit, while bustling enough, allows me to be my weirdo, no-touch self and still go out in public.
Also, hooray for a jukebox! I don't care what people play on it so long as there's no goddamn DJ!!
Awww. I love the Snake Pit. A great bar, always a solid experience. A "dive"? Not quite. But very chill. Hooded sweatshirt chill, and I ain't talking unicorn-print zip-up hoodie, I'm talking straight-up over-the-head style.
20 taps, all pretty basic...Bud Amstel Heiniken, probably Coors too! The Pit doesn't reach too far beyond that but it's all good, you can always get a Stone IPA.
And the food is actually alright. I've had wings and a chicken Caesar salad and was down with both of 'em. There always seems to be some sort of beer/shot special. I don't think I've ever been particularly wasted here, but I can certainly see it as an option.
And I thought I'd be the only one to say this...but Kimmy J. got there first, so I'll reiterate: the doormen are always hot!
I like classic rock. I like beer. I like classic rock and beer together. That's why I like this bar. If you prefer a more upscale environment, leave us divey barflies alone to nurse our pints in peace at the Snakepit.
Despite its location, this place has little in common with other, more upscale bars on Melrose. It's defiantly down home and definitely casual. This is not an appropriate spot for first dates, but perfect for whiling away a few hours with a pitcher of beer and a Led Zeppelin record.
It's always dark in the Snakepit, even at high noon. The decor consists of found items and homemade posters advertising the beer of the month and not much else. Tables and chairs have seen better days, but whatever. At least you can find a seat here, though it gets difficult on crowded nights. Big points for a fine jukebox selection and similarly nice selection of bar grub, written clearly on a chalkboard for your reading pleasure.
The staff at the Snakepit have never been anything but friendly and helpful, which makes them a rare team indeed among the too-cool-for-school types of wait-staff who ruin L.A. bars. I mean, seriously. You only work in a bar. Drop the attitude. Points to the Snakepit for not employing those kinds of jackasses.
One star docked for somewhat high prices. I know, I know. It's West Hollywood, but come on. Us employed peeps like beer, too!
The Snakepit now serves FRIES!!!!
I used to frequent this place a lot because it was the closest little local bar to me at the time.… Read more »
I enjoy beer. yes, it is not particularly sophisticated or girlie, but it sure tastes good. And for a light weight like me it gives me something to sip on while everyone else throws back their drinks.
I also live in my jeans. I detest going places where the dress code doesn't permit me to wear them.
You ask why am I telling you all of this? Do to the fact that the Snakepit and I are a perfect match. They have twenty beers on tap. - bonus. And is a great little dive where jeans are perfectly acceptable.
Other bonuses include a jukebox, with a stellar selection. And a great menu that is not only reasonable, but has veggie choices. Yes, I think I am in love.
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Upon arriving to LA 4 years ago, friends made claims about their favorite 'dive bars.' These lounges were well designed, overflowing with hip kids, and had valet. I began to think that this city knew as much about dive bars as it did about snowstorms.
Last night, the Snakepit reminded me that there are actually a couple of true dive bars here in Los Angeles. From the jukebox to the middle aged bartender who knew the regular customers by name and couldn't have cared less about the others, this place is the real deal.
Pluses: Miss Pac Man, the jukebox, the nachos
Downfalls: The prime view of 'Moist Men' fashions across the street--typical Melrose.
Love this bar, however I give it only 3 stars because the beer is really expensive...it's the same price for PBR as it is for Fat Tire, etc. How does that work??? It has a good atmosphere and is a nice place to relax though. Also the door men are sexy!
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Alright, as a restaurant manager in LA that get a little fed-up with the chronic b*tching that floods Yelp, I'm finally signing up to send some praise where it's due.
What's not to love about the Pit? Always open til 2, chill vibe and good beers/specials. Some may call it expensive, but if you play your cards right you can grab a pitcher of Bud,/Bud Light for $11. Thats less than
$3/beer peeople.
Best part of my favorite local bar? The staff. 'T' is there most nights closing up shop and she's one rad lady. Stop in and shoot the sh*t sometime; a great place to let loose and hang out...
A confession: The second time I frequented Snake Pit, I had to drag my husband in. He's a bit straight laced and 1. Didn't know if he would be cool enough to enter, and 2. He hates snakes.
But like the old saying, don't judge a bar by its, uh, sign?
Here is what rocks about this bar:
1. Friendly bartenders
2. Cheap pitchers....I heart pitchers of beer.
3. Cheap AND good food. I was a slightly scared ordering food as the place is a bit dingy, but it was awesome. We had the pizza, which was big and thin crust. Fries were crispy and yummy.
And as for other food I saw being brought out (salad, burrito, and a panini)... I never expected something that appetizing looking to come out of their kitchen!
4. The Cubs game was on. Enough said.
5. I can wear whatever the hell I want here. Maybe once NFL starts back up, I'll roll up in my PJ's..
We'll be back for.sure with friends.
Strictly one for the locals or Melrose shoppers with alcoholism to pacify. Their beer selection is decent, with Guinness, Stella, Fat Tire, and Pyramid Hefeweizen all on tap and ranging between $5-6 for a pint. For a sports bar though, I thought $15 for a couple of whiskey-diet cokes on a Monday was a little much.
The most interesting thing about this place is the racks of bottles behind the bar that reach to the ceiling. No doubt there are bottles up there that are older than I am, and which probably haven't even been used since I was but a mere glint in my daddy's eye. I spent more than a few moments assessing the apparently frequent redesign of Bols's logo from their many different bottles. Sitting precariously on glass shelves with no railing in a city renown for its earthquakes, I'd be a little nervous being a bartender here. Perhaps this is why the bartender looked so very surly....
Their food menu looks tasty (especially the sandwiches with sun-dried tomato spread, mmmm) and they have a Galaga/Pac Man machine. Sort of a local and sort of an alcoholic who frequents nearby Necromance, I'll be back.
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So I've only managed to hit up this place twice but I abso-fuckin'-lutely love it. They have a bomb selection of cerveza (don't freak out -- they serve all kinds of beer in general, not just Mexican beer, I was just tryin' to be multi-lingual) that ranges from pop beers to indie beers. 102.7 listeners go for the Stella or Newcastle; the 103.1 listeners opt for the Stone IPA or Downtown Brown; 106.7 goes for PBR. Y'all get a choice, y'all have options.
Outside of that brouhaha, the place is just chill, especially during the day. There was barely anyone in there and it was still dark. There ain't a crazy amount of television screens but just enough to keep your eyeballs entertained. The bartender was a cute lil' thing that was bubbly but not annoying; the other time was some dude that was just as chill.
My plan? If you're on Melrose, eat at the Blu Jam Cafe and BYOB (that's right: Blu Jam let's you grab a forty from the 711 next door and bring it on in for lunch). After you've satisfied your stomach and began a buzz, wander on west to the Ale House and keep on drinking, stumble over to the Bungalow for more, and end somewhere else...
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Remember when you guys used to serve 12oz. beers, and everyone complained because it was a really boneheaded thing to do, so you started serving 16oz beers?
I have another one for you: Serve french fries with your burgers. That tiny cup of potato salad is good but doesn't cut it.
This is a good spot for a drink, and it's relatively douchebag free. Food is decent for the most part. I've had a couple awesome burgers here, but one where the meat was old and gamey.
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This place is called an ALEHOUSE??? C'mon...there were no amazing beers in the place at all. Anyway, none that you wouldn't see in a grocery store, or your typical bar. That was the most disappointing part about this place. I am a girl that loves her beer, and when I walked into Father's Office, I was amazing. When I walked into the Library in Santa Monica, I was excited. I love to try new things and this is not a place to do it.
Good things about this place:
-a cool little set up
-friendly server
I don't really recommend this place for what it advertises to be.
not bad. it was very sports oriented when we walked in, tvs on every wall playing every imaginable game on. the food was good. had a couple of gin and tonics, the bartender called me by my name, which was great. we had a big group and it was well accomodated. wasn't very busy on this particular saturday night. not sure what the traffic of this bar usually is, but it doesn't seem friendly to mass amounts of people. which could be good or bad. i had a fine time here, but its nothing compared to other dive bars that i frequent around my neck of the woods. my closing remark would have to be that the bartender and door man = great, the food = pretty good, drinks = plenty good, but the atmosphere is not totally my ideal.
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Snakepit gets my vote for best dive bar that's likely the least divey dive bar in L.A. thus far! I've no idea about the food, and there isn't that large of a selection of beer, but it's a nice chill place for some SERIOUS drinking. The digital jukebox is awesome too, just try to figure out how it works before said serious drinking.
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You know, there's a lot of fuss being made over whtether this is an authentic "dive bar" That's like arguing over whether you live in an authentic "ghetto" or squabbling over the scraps off someone else's table. What makes a "dive" bar a dive bar is the fact that the owners stopped giving a shit 10 years ago, and it pretty much only caters to the local yokels who have been rolling in there consistently for nearly the same decade span of time. The very word "dive" employs a downward spiral into decrepit emptiness. A chill owner who wants to run a quiet, down-to-earth bar should not be insulted with comments like, "I love your bar! It's a real dive!"
If you want a taste of the neighborhood culture, wish to get away from the "scene," and just want a mellow place to have a drink or watch a game, then "dive-like" bars with no frills are great, provided there's some evidence someone in the upper brass cares about service, sanitation, and selection (My Three Big S Rubric for rating a basic bar). But perhaps it's time to get over glorifying dive bars as if they're something investors should aspire to achieve. Heaven forbid the owners of Snake Pit wanted to attract more customers, so they installed some flat screens, added a few extra brews, and charged a little extra.
A bar, like any other, is a business. If anything, fault a classy joint for deteriorating into a dive bar. Or if a bar aims to be a humble establishment, celebrate the fact that it's nuts and bolts without the headache of long lines, glitz and frills. But to give this bar flak because it wanted wanted a modest upgrade and a little bit more to offer... not fair. The reality is, when you go to a bar you are paying for a scene. Otherwise, why pay $7 for a beer (including tip) when you can buy 6 of them at the supermarket for the same price, sit at home where you control the remote and company, enjoying your choice of comforts?
Now on that note, who truly wants to pay for a scene that resembles Beirut in the 80s or some filthy dump. How and why is that alluring? Why not just stay home? Modesty is one thing - a dive? And to go there regularly - That's like embarking on a love affair with someone who doesn't shave or shower, has neurotic tendencies, likes cheap dinners and occasionally has something relevant to say.
Now that I am off my soapbox... I checked with a bartender here regarding what airs on those TVs. Turns out, it's on a first come, first serve basis. As a 49er fan, I scoured Yelp in search of a bar that would show me a 49er football game. I thought I had to go all the way down to the SF Saloon, which I am not opposed to doing. But to know that you can catch any team - Steelers, Seahawks, Colts, Niners, whatever, just by showing up early enough to request it - and it's close to Hollywood - that shows character and flexibility!! And it will earn my greenbacks come Sundays.
All in all, the place has a decent jukebox, wide assortment of beers on tap, ample seating, and enough screens to show the event or game you're looking for on any given night. No PPVs, but that's all right. Not a bad place to walk into for an LA newcomer like me, or anyone off the street for that matter.
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Full disclosure: I was kicked out of here about 2 years ago by Tanya the manager after I complained to John the owner how Tanya "T" added her own tip to the bill that we had left in cash. I take it as a lesson learned.
So I was by a week ago on a slow night when no one working knew me because my friend begged me to go in.
Why does the place still smell like stale beer?
I do love the food.
I decided I would kick off Memorial Day weekend with a bang, so instead of waiting around to find a boozing buddy, I took matters into my own hands. Melrose was my destination, the spot, however, unknown. It was one of those epiphanies where I realized it may be wild and crazy just to stop at the first place that came my way. 8 Ounce Burger Bar technically grabbed that honor, but no available seats at the bar (beer in a booth when solo is unacceptable, and a little greedy), I kept on keepin' on until I stumbled onto Snakepit Alehouse (my roommate had actually mentioned it a couple times, so the dodgy-looking exterior seemed less "I might get in a rumble" and more "local" than if I had not heard about this venomous venue prior to my impromptu visit). It was about 7:30 on a Friday and there were about a handful of people scattered around the place (oddly,mostly couples). A basketball game was on, which didn't really seem fitting given the "anti-establishment" vibe the bar gave off, but since I was there by myself, I welcomed the opportunity to seem more like a fan than "that girl." The bartender was quick and efficient (given I was the only one in need of service since everyone else was playing suck face with their poorly dressed partner or the tv). I don't know if this is every Friday night, but you can get a taco for $1.50, I did not, as my Memorial Day mission would only be accomplished with liquids.The beer was decently priced (pints ranged from $5 to $6, and pitchers were between $12 and $15) and the selection was somewhat extensive. I was offered a piece of licorice from the tatted up bartender (well, I asked for a piece), but other than that he wasn't much assistance in the"please help me look like I am not sitting here alone" department.
With my distractions minimal, I had time to really get a good look around and the bar was of good size (but I can see how it could get crowded fast), the mirrored wall behind the bar was filled to the brim with bottles of everything, the menu is on the wall and I think one of the "tables" was one of those seated video game situations. I believe their claim to fame has to do with mixing certain liquors with Tang and Koolaid, because, well, there were many signs alluding to this. Side note, I think there was a communal computer by the bar you could use (possibly for a fee?) if you are one of the few and far between who needs to check their facebook from an old-school comp instead of your Internet friendly phone!
I noticed that their food menu was a little on the pricey side (for being a hole in the wall kind of bar, "add $4 for shrimp"), but on Mondays you can get a pint for $5 and a meal for $5, putting either two good old Abes to good use or one nice little Hamilton. People started to trickle in around 9 and before I was joined by a friend (yes, I have them, well one at least), I asked one of the cocktail waitresses who was situating herself for her shift what the best night was, thinking it was Wed because of one of the specials, though now it escapes me, but her response instead was Tuesday because apparently there is a baseball or softball league that calls the pit home after their games. Nothing like a Jack and Tang to celebrate your RBI!
No no no. Stop. Do not go in. I was really disappointed with this place.
It's a fake dive bar on Melrose Ave. Which means it's not a Dive Bar. And I like Dive Bars.
The place is super small and really crowded. And hard to find seating and even access to the bartender. We finally got lucky and found a spot with a couple leaving. So we sit and some random dude next to me grabs my arm and tries to talk to me pissed drunk. Gross.
Then later as we quickly finish our beer and try to get the heck out of there, I get grabbed and hit on by another random drunk idiot. What gives with this place?
Anyways, it was a buzz kill. I didn't like it. Won't be back.
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Very low key bar on Melrose. Good place to meet up with friends and hang out. Not a pickup spot, but I've occasionally been hit on here (and I'm gay so I assume it's probably much better for the straight people, being a straight bar). Jukebox has a decent music selection too. Friendly staff.
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After missing a Los Angeles Drinking society trip, I checked it out. Very nice spot good beers on tap.
Was doing some fedora shopping on melrose yesterday and stopped in this spot. Its way my style of place. Super low-key but clean enough that you'd want to eat there. I had a tj burger which was overpriced but satisfying. They have a huge selection of spirits and food for a bar of its size. The service was awesome, bartender friendly and prompt. Definitely will hit it up for lunch or a beer next time im in the area.
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We originally set out to go to our fave little spot, the 3rd Stop, over on 3rd and La Cienega but alas, when we got there we found the power to be out and the place closed for the eve.
We crammed into a friends car and with our thinking caps on, came up with the idea to go the Snake Pit on account that it fit some of our qualifications: Cheap, not pretentious, easy to get in, easty to find seating, has grub, isn't filled with young 20-somethings.
Pleasantly surprised with the food...had tacos ($1.25 on Friday's!) and nachos. Beer selection was decent. Waitress...WAY overworked. She was the ONLY person serving at the bar AND wiping down tables AND delivering the food! That part sucked...took awhile to get anything. Other bad part...when we got the bill it was $115 and they don't itemize...so keep tabs on what you order or you'll have to just trust them. Dark environment...no patio, so smokers stand on Melrose.
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What's the weekend like here? I don't know, I was here on vacation. This being the closest bar to the hotel (more like motel) we were staying at, we walked around for a couple hours trying to find just a bar. Any bar. This was close enough. Thus, we went here. And what I found was pleasing, laid back, and totally chill. Maybe too chill, but a cougar lurked at the bar. They always keep you on your toes.
The beer is moderately priced here, but it's a no frills bar. Tables line up the back left, and the right is the bar, with a couple of nice lazy chairs in the front by the jukebox. Which brings me to the jukebox. It's a dig juke with full albums listed, which is awesome, because they have a pretty good selection, varied by time and genre. I picked something like 24 songs. It was fantastic.
Oh and the pizza is 6 bucks. I found that LA really prides itself on appetizer specials, at least the places I went. Here for 6 bucks you get a sizable pizza, definitely feeding two, even three people. And it's tasty, it's a superthin crust with not too sweet sauce, easy to down. Especially with a mug of Fat Tire.
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The Snake Pit makes a great Blue Hawaiian. I had two last night, along with three quarters of a Mai Tai. The Mai Tai wasn't as carefully blended as I would have hoped. I still got pissed drunk.
The water closets at The Snake Pit are dimly lit and cramped. The designer left little to be desired. What designer? This place needs more light all around. The ambiance leaves little to be desired. It's such a dive.
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Dana rallied us to leave Casa de Oro and a rousing game of Catchphrase for the Snake Pit. Even the tall Brazilian approved. Divey for LA (the trifecta rolled in in hoodies), the Snake Pit serves Pyramid Hefeweizen!
The bottom line: I can handle rubbing elbows w/ Sony execs as long as I can drink a Berkeley brew while doing it.
ERF
The Snake Pit used to be a really low-key, un-Hollywood dive bar -- for real. It used to have that reeky smell of whiskey and stale vomit which might not be everyone's cup of tea, but that's a real dive kids. It also used to be CHEAP.
I also used to see interesting folk like Andy Dick (okay, he's not interesting but trying to imagine what he is actually up to is fun), a very drunk Judd Nelson and a few others.
It also had a bitchin' jukebox.
Now it's gotten that hipster, Melrose-y, "Wow, look at me, I'm a cool dive bar. Wow. Let's be rebellious and have a Schlitz" - vibe. It's also gotten pricey. The TV's have gotten out of hand and the music is now souless bs.
Whatevs. I would still check it out. It's a perfect place to hide on a sunny day after shopping around the 'hood.
We stumbled to this place after a night at The Gig. My only negative thing about this bar is that it's too damn small! On busy nights it's impossible to get a drink at the bar but luckily they have a waitress walking around to help us in the quest for a drink!
Never tried the food but this place looks like fun on game nights, minus the size. Be careful about parking on Melrose and be sure to read the signs carefully. Your best bet is finding parking in the residential areas above Melrose. I believe it's Waring Street? Park there!
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I really love the Snake Pit for a leisurely late afternoon beer with a friend. I really hate the Snake Pit for a Friday night beer with friends.
In the afternoon: just a few people milling about, friendly bartendars, and pretty damn good food (for a bar). No 18 year old scotch (boo!), but plenty of Don Julio anejo to satisfy the palate, so no complaints about the alcohol. That, and 20 some odd beers just on tap. A cool place to hang if you find yourself with a free afternoon on Melrose.
But on a weekend night? Forget it! The place is really too small for such a loud jukebox. And either we came in right as a shift change took place or the bartendars weren't paying attention, but there were dirty glasses all over the tables. We were lucky enough that a few people were leaving, so we snagged 3 seats at the bar. Where the bartendar immediately charged my friend's credit card $50 for her one beer. They immediately voided it and charged her appropriately, but she refused to order another one. And some nutty mid-40s lady sitting alone at the bar (she was clearly a regular) kept trying to make conversation with us. Did I mention it was impossible to hear?
The DID have the Clippers game up on the projection screen, so at least I was able to watch the game since I couldn't hear my friends (sitting right next to me!) talking.
At one point, in between the very loud 70s rock songs, my friend turned to me and said "this place is sooooooooooo white." She IS white, and there was a black woman sitting right next to her, so I kind of turned cross-eyed on her, but what she meant was that it was full of wannabe hipsters. Who we don't really care for, but what can you do? You're on Melrose, for crying out loud! Even if the name does conjure up the image of a biker bar...
Also, ladies: no seat covers in the teensy-weensy bathroom. Just keep that in mind!
I'd continue going back for happy hour. But you'll never catch me in here again at night.
Quintessential L.A. -- stay for a few drinks and enjoy the vibe.
It's on a touristy street. Watch the locals eat the tourists for dinner.
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I've had some good and some interesting nights in the Snake Pit.
I love the no fuss bartenders, the atmosphere that's super laid back, and the occasional sightings of Andy Dick who seems to get kicked out every time he's there.
I was also saved by one of the regulars from a really awful date who made me walk from the Improv to the Snake Pit, after making me pick up the tab there and for both of our drinks at the Pit.
The man was nice enough to call me a cab to make my getaway...
You don't find that sort of kindness everywhere these days.
I recommend the weeknights since you can actually get a seat and not have to listen to bad jukebox selections (too much selection on the internet jukebox is not neccessarily a good thing).
Have to admit not a bad place to chill and grab a drink. Got there pretty early on a Friday night. Only downfall was there was only one bartender who was also the waitress, busboy, etc. Initially took a while to get a drink but help was soon on the way.
Had several TV's and a giant pull down screen for all you sports fans. I thoroughly enjoyed this being a sports fan myself.
Prices were reasonable and I hear the food is pretty good too. Watch out for parking in the area. There are many permit only streets.
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Psssss ... hey, it's so dark in here, you can barf in the corner and no one will ever notice! What a deal! I'll just cover it up with some sunflower seeds (Disneyland style) and hope some drunk person will come by and start nibbling at it.
Hell, for $6 ciders, I'll definitely fall into this hole again. But only if I'm looking for a more mellow place. Of course, I did come on a weekday, so who knows what the weekend holds.
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Not my favorite but definitely fun for a chill night out with low key friends. According to legend, Slash used to frequent this LA bar and... in addition to slash, you know a place is cool if other bartenders are telling you to go her (Thanks Ron!)
It's dark and dirty but the beers and drinks are cheap and the people watching is... well, like Tim G. put it "quintessential LA."
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Real nice relaxing place that mixes a grit-like bar atmosphere with a lounge. I especially liked the giant neon sign just saying BAR... inside of the bar.
Anyway, this place has PABST BLUE RIBBON ON TAP. That's a nice thing to see and you don't see it often in my home of New York City. Not only did they have PBR here but a wide range of beers including some good Czech Pilsners to of course your local favorite Fat Tire (I know it's from Colorado or whatever but we never even heard of back East.) It's good though.
This place also makes an amazing, cheap, and large pizza.
I love a bar with great bar food. It is hard to find out East.
i remember going on a closety date here with the cutest guy ever who had just moved from phoenix. everything seemed so wonderful, it was 1999. i was in puppy love. then a few weeks and dates later at another club called mensroom (it was actually fun and not dirty like a real mensroom, there was dancing and happy people) his roommate came up to me and said "you know my roommate? you shouldn't see him anymore. he already has a boyfriend in phoenix. he is just lying to you."
heartbreak, devastation, the world was spinning. how could this happen to me! knife in my heart. and so began the horrible decade known as my twenties.
just kidding i don't feel sorry for myself, that happens to everyone at least once, it's how you shed your innocence and gain your jade.
i kept thinking about slash from g'n'r when i was at the snakepit. it was darkish, the beer tasted good to me, the people seemed a little bit hollywood style but not too sceney. i can't remember the prices because i had a high-paying job then and i didn't notice those things. this was 9 years ago. but my memories were on the good side of average. it was a cute size, not too big or tiny.
Groovy place, not exactly the type of place where I'd expect them to have the Las Vegas Rodeo playing on the big screen but they had exactly that! Drinks were strong, good location, and interesting crowd. I'll definitely check it out again when I want a cool bar to hang out at and catch up with friends.
Forgot to check out the juke box, will need to do that next time.
I've always had a good time in the Snake Pit.
relatively small, neighborhood bar with a menu written on the chalk board, relatively cheapish drinks, booths, tables a couch or two, and of course a bar...
Friendly people all around the place, one of those crappy internet juke boxes, and the doorman checking his email on his MAC out front.
Great place to come and chill, it can be crowded at times.
There is really nothing to bitch about at the Snake Pit. the bar is nice and long enough that there's usually space to sit at. People are friendly - in fact you can go there alone and meet people so that you don't have to drink alone and end up going to meetings some day. See, the Snake Pit performs a public service!
Most importantly, the Snake Pit serves Pabst Blue Ribbon ON TAP. Yep, you can get yourself (and your friends if you're one of those people who shares) a pitcher of PBR. That's why we fight to keep this country free! That's why Patton kicked the German's ass in WWII. That's right, so we could sit in a bar and drink PBR without having to drink it out of a can. G-D BLESS THE US OF A BABY!!!
If I really have to nitpick, and I always do, the only silly thing about the Snake Pit is that they have "Melrose, CA" printed on their T-shirts like it's a flippin' place. I mean yeah, it sounds a lot more manly than West Hollywood does, but face it, you're in WEHO. Get over it. Move on.
Kick ass Kudos for the couch piped in tiger strips though. That says class to me all the way to my soul and if they ever decide to get rid of that couch or they go broke or anything I am officially claiming DIBS on that bad boy.
I really dig this place and I'm sure that if you go there you will too.
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