The Most Popular Dive Bar in Every State

The unique feature at this no-frills beach dive, in a Gulf Coast town just across Perdido Bay from Florida, is a weathered 25-foot-long shuffleboard table, said to be half a century old. Beer is the usual tipple here, though simple mixed drinks are available.

This Ketchikan institution, a favorite of local barflies, is known for its friendly bartenders and its selection of Alaska-brewed beer. The walls are covered with photos of historic local shipwrecks, perhaps an oblique reminder to take an Uber home.

The illuminated head of retired Bud Light mascot Spuds MacKenzie looks out over the bar above a cooler filled with “Important Beers” at this Tucson standby, praised by Yelp reviewers for its “sharp, funny bartenders,” “great prices on drinks,” and “small patio for smoking with a TV.” “What a dump!” wrote another Yelper, adding, “I mean that in a good way.”

Yelp comments include “Worse bar I’ve ever been to,” “[D]on’t think you’ll leave without a layer of grease on your clothes,” and “[Y]ou get hassled at the door, insulted by the staff, and hustled by the low rent meth head[s]…who camp out on the only two…pool tables.” In other words, it’s the perfect dive bar. And on the plus side, other Yelpers do say things like “Fantastic place,” “a delicious burger and staff,” and “This is as real as it gets.”

A cash-only Mission District punk bar, Zeitgeist is famous for its Bloody Marys and its outdoor seating area. Aficionados might question whether a true dive would have 64 beers on tap, as this one does — but some patrons find the staff to be rude and mean, which helps restore the place’s divey credentials.

This slightly gritty Denver old-timer — there’s been a bar or restaurant on the site since 1937 and it’s been called the Nob Hill Inn since 1954 — is decorated with paintings done by the owner when he was an art student 30-plus years ago. According to the Denver news and arts publication Westword, “The off-band jukebox still takes dollar bills, and…[t]he crowd ebbs and flows as hipsters, old-timers, and guys wearing sunglasses indoors all come and go.”

This upscale Connecticut community might be the last place you’d expect to find a dive bar, but the Bruce Park Grill is the real thing. Cheap beer, burgers and pan pizzas, a shuffleboard table, friendly bartenders, and a regular clientele…. It’s a world away from the posh boutiques and pricey restaurants nearby.

A small, family-owned blue-collar watering hole known for its friendly staff and friendly regulars, Comegys’ has been called “the Cheers of Wilmington.” It’s the kind of place, one regular told the local entertainment site Out&About, where “Someone will always buy you a drink, whether you want one or not!”

There’s beer and a little wine but no hard booze at what Yelp reviewers hail as a “dilapidated, crooked,” “classic Floridian dive bar” with “the wildest ambiance, the best bartenders, the greatest stories.” Perched above the Anclote River, leaning over it on “at least a 20 degree angle,” it’s “jam packed with character.” As one comment notes, “Don’t come here looking for hipsteresque irony; you’ll be eaten alive.”

Opened in 1890 in what was then the city’s red light district, the Rail Pub has been everything from a railroad workers’ bar to a boarding house to a brothel. Today, the attractions in this “dark, dank, sketchy, and…amazing” joint (as one Yelper called it) include $5 40s (40-ounce beers), free fried chicken on Fridays, and, according to the bar’s website, “the city’s finest collection of daytime drinkers.”

Free popcorn popped in bacon grease, $5 mai tais and margaritas, and $3 beers are on the menu at this dive-like tiki bar. Some reviewers find it a little too polished and touristy, but with what Yelp reviews describe as “super cheap alcohol” and “a gaggle of drunk folks being rude to the bartender,” it’s obviously divey enough for Waikiki.

“Many a Jäger Bomb has been defused at this downtown institution,” according to Boise Weekly. Open daily from 10 a.m. to 2 a.m., Cactus Bar offers “cheap strong drinks,” including $2 well drinks and $2 domestic drafts. The clientele, says the Old Boise website, “includes bikers, students, and pretty much anyone who loves to drink.”

This bar’s origins are said to date back at least a century. The Chicago Bar Project website describes it as “a smallish room with walls of green and a gold-painted tin ceiling…[with] a battered wooden floor…[and] much Old Style and Pabst Blue Ribbon beer memorabilia.” It’s cash only and bring-your-own-food (or order in), but as one local Yelper put it, it also has “cold beer, friendly bartender, reasonable prices, late hours…Just what was needed when we ran out of booze at home.”

“This is a day drinker’s paradise: peanut shells on the floor, solid selection of taps, natural light from street windows (but not too much), and a salty and well seasoned bartender/owner/operator.” That’s according to a Yelp reviewer from Indianapolis. “Dark, narrow, hole in the wall, but perfect,” wrote another Yelper, adding, “it’s a place your father would have had drinks.”

Extravagantly graffiti’d walls, a decrepit tin ceiling, a drink-stained pool table — and, in the words of one Yelp reviewer, “They play loud music, have cheap beer, [and] the booths are falling apart….” Another commented “[I]f you can get past the fact that this place smells like a men’s restroom, then sit back, relax and have some $2 PBR.”

The Keyhole is a private club (something to do with the liquor license), but membership is open to anyone ($10 a year). The house specialty is a Tang shot — Tang and vodka, $1 a drink. There are cheap beers on tap, and the bartenders get high marks. The place is also, noted one Yelper approvingly, “small enough that someone, or something, will stop you from falling off your bar stool” — useful in any true dive bar.

“The cocktails are cheap [and] [t]he ambiance is dark, dirty, vintage, and brooding, in the best way” at this old-school dive bar, according to one Yelp comment. Another warns, “This place is not for posers! Zero poser policy!” Live music and a good choice of carry-in food options nearby are added attractions, and “Beer comes canned and ice cold.”

With one of the great rundown-dive-bar exteriors — complete with a large sign advertising Regal Beer on tap (the Bourbon Street brewery that produced it closed down in 1962) — Snake & Jake’s has been called a “bucket list dive bar destination” on Yelp. The site also notes that “The drinks are cheap, the staff is friendly and accommodating, and the bar dog is a friendly pup….” Reversing the usual morning-to-late-night policy of many dive bars, this one’s open from 7 p.m. till 7 a.m.

“The decor is charmingly bare bones, consisting mostly of wood paneling and knickknacks, both of which have probably been there since Evelyn’s was founded in 1978,” according to Maine Today. There’s no draft beer (but Pabst tallboys are $2) and only simple cocktails are made. And it’s cash only at this nondescript-looking neighborhood joint.

There’s no doubting the dive bar credibility of this Fell’s Point establishment. Some Yelp comments: “[G]rungy, scary, and really looks like a bar set up in a biker gang’s basement,” “[T]his is a cheap shot-and-a-beer place with a jukebox and a pool table,” “Bartender…needs a shower, but still a nice guy, doing shots behind the bar and talking with his regulars.” In other words, the real thing.

Opened in 1935, moved to its current location in 1948, and still in the Moynagh family, this classic neighborhood workers’ bar is near the DCU Center arena complex. “Cheap beer and everyone leaves you alone,” wrote one Yelp reviewer, even though it’s “the kinda place where you walk in and everyone looks over.” Another reviewer called out the “strong drinks [and] loud people” and observed that it’s “dark and a little dirty” — before adding, “It’s my kind of place.”

Until she retired late last year after 42 years on the job, the big draw here was curmudgeonly daytime bartender Charleen Dexter, who remembers when beer was 15 cents a glass at this midtown standby. You can still get a brew for $2 here, and the burgers, fries, and fried pickle spears get good reviews. Critics complain about lousy service and too-loud music, but it has also been called “a fun, gritty place.”

This music club-cum-dive bar dates its origins to 1906, and has operated under various names and owners ever since — becoming Palmer’s Bar in 1950. Strong drinks, cheap beer, and an outdoor area are among the attractions. According to the bar’s website, Palmer’s has been described as “a church for down and outers and those who romanticize them, a rare place where high and low rub elbows—bums and poets, thieves and slumming celebrities.” As one Yelper put it, “You might meet your new best friend here. You might also get stabbed. Kidding. Sort of.”

This “laid back beach-hut bar with cheap booze, tasty crawfish, and a splendid waterfront view” (according to The Daily Meal) has cabins attached, in case you dive a little too deep. The beer is ice cold (“damn near frozen”), the atmosphere is great, and the bartender is “usually entertaining,” say Yelp reviewers.

“The standard by which all other neighborhood bars should be judged,” according to St. Louis’s Riverfront Times. “Patriotic relics line the walls,” the Times continues, “and a collection of regulars are a fixture at the bar, trading jokes and jibes with the bartender while a jukebox cranks out soul and oldies that harken back to the time music was actually good.” The Silverleaf is cash only, but prices are low. “[T]he only way you can enjoy a cheaper drink is to drink at home,” noted one Yelper.

One Missoula resident posted all you need to know about this place, officially known as The Rhinoceros, on Yelp: “Peanut shells on the floor, a boozy musty aroma floating in the air, non-apologetic gruff bartenders and a crowd full of a nice mash up of college students, resident alcoholics and adults trying to escape their children.” Its array of 50 beers on tap and more than 50 single-malt scotches may move it out of true dive bar territory for some, but the nightly specials are definitely dive-like in price — for instance, PBR for $8 a pitcher on Mondays, seven ounces of any draft beer for $2 on Tuesdays, and Espolón tequila for $3.25 on Sundays.

This downtown Lincoln institution takes its name from the fact that it occupies an old Wonder Bread store. Drinks are poured generously, and domestic beers are $6 a pitcher or $2 a bottle or draft daily from 2 p.m. to 6 p.m. There’s no food other than chips, jerky, and the like, but bartenders will nuke a Tombstone frozen pizza on request. There’s a pool table and there are some video games, but the main sport here is keno. “All of us in here play,” bartender Steve Coufal told the Lincoln Journal Star.

There’s a rearing silver-hued horse with a PBR logo on its hindquarters outside this old-style cocktail lounge in a motel parking lot, located in the Dollar Tree/Bass Pro Shops/Ross Dress for Less part of Sin City. “This is not a craft beer bar…,” warned one Yelp reviewer. “This is a Bud, Coors, PBR bar.” Best indication on Yelp that this is a true dive bar: “Unfriendly towards Pokemon Go players.”

Want dive bar cred? About a year ago, a man was arrested here and charged with biting off a portion of the bouncer’s finger when he tried to eject him. On the other hand, many Yelp reviewers praise the great service, drink specials, and welcoming locals. And one visitor from California on karaoke night noted: “[W]e had the distinct pleasure of witnessing two of the biggest ugliest gnarliest biker dudes singing the most beautiful love ballads — not together.”

“The Hud,” not far from Fantasy Island Amusement Park on the Jersey Shore’s Long Beach Island, was originally a Prohibition-era speakeasy. It’s deliberately unpromising looking from the outside. “[A]fter years of intentional disrepair, the Hud now resembles a haunted house,” wrote The Press of Atlantic City, “something akin to the Addams Family home with its peeling paint, strips of duct tape holding cracked windows together and lack of landscaping.” “Come here for cheap beer, the ambiance, and to experience a bar that time forgot,” counseled one Yelper. “Dirty Jersey at its finest,” said another.

According to Yelp: “Sort of gnarly dark post punk atmosphere but great music and GREAT bartending.” “[B]e prepared to get up close and personal with other patrons when it’s busy…[and] don’t order anything complicated!” “If you want a lil’ grit, a good pour from a happy bartender…, good metal/punk, and that general feel of being transported somewhere that time doesn’t exist, head here.”

Joe DiPietro’s No Idea was an anomaly: a true no-frills downtown dive bar on a trendy street in Manhattan’s Flatiron neighborhood (the upscale Gramercy Tavern was a few doors away). When the landlord priced him out of the place after 21 years, DiPietro moved to a new location nearby and opened this place — which owes its name to Yelp. He thought the one-star reviews of No Idea on the site were funny, and named his new bar in their honor. Of course, the One Star pages on Yelp are filled with four- and five-star assessments. Among the comments: “Kinda dingy lighting, long bar to sit at…;” “Go for the tallboy and whiskey shot special for $8;” “Sure it’s simple, and plain, and that’s exactly what it’s meant to me.” The food offerings: Cheez-its for $1, Pop-Tarts for $3.

The owners of this modest brick-walled neighborhood dive refused to sell their property to developers a few years back, so the developers built a 323-unit apartment building around the place on three sides. Inside, wrote a Yelper, “It’s a small biker-esque bar with one bar, a couple of pool tables and cheap beer…and it has a 70s vibe” — expressed partly through a collection of bras hanging from the rafters and barred windows. “Grab yourself a PBR and pull up a stump to the old school jukebox,” advised another, “and slip into honky tonk heaven.”

The Box is a combination bar and mini-casino off the lobby of an inexpensive chain hotel. It isn’t dark or dirty or dangerous-feeling, but qualifies as a dive with its menu (it includes cheese curds, fried pickles, pretzels with ranch dressing, and frozen pizzas); its low-priced drinks (including $6 domestic beer pitchers on Sundays, and $3.50 shots of various liquors on different nights — Jameson on Wednesdays, Fireball on Fridays, etc.); its “cool” and “friendly” bartenders (according to Yelp); and the fact that it’s the place to go when you don’t want to be (Yelp again) “creeped out by the low lives of downtown, but don’t want to drink in these boring places where people have name tags and company logos all over their clothing.”

Reviewers on Yelp like this West Bank dive bar — one of the oldest bars in Cleveland — for its “nautical and rather outdated” decor; “friendly bartender [and] friendlier patrons,” and “the history, the vibe, the thorough beer list and the low price tag.” Advice from one Yelper from the ‘burbs: “Take 15 people here, drink a lot of beer and play darts. Don’t overthink it, you’ll hurt yourself.”

The signature cocktail here sets the tone: It’s called the Lunchbox; it’s made with fresh orange juice, light beer, and amaretto in a frosty mug; and the bar claims to have served more than 2 million of them since it was invented accidentally in the 1990s. Reviewers describe Edna’s as a classic dive bar, with decor featuring dollar bills stapled to the walls. Bar namesake Edna Scott, who died in 2014, used to dance on the bar every time somebody played “Great Balls of Fire” on the jukebox.

The headline for an article last year about this 80-year-old institution in Willamette Week reads “Yamhill Pub Somehow Endures As Downtown’s Only True Dive.” The sub-head counsels, “Do not order food, avoid the toilets, and never ask how this bar has managed to survive.” Low prices — like a shot of Old Crow and a pint of PBR for $5 — have doubtless helped. Newcomers here, according to Willamette Week, “are tolerated, begrudgingly.”

“[C]heap and strong drinks, colorful clientele, unpolished karaoke, and well-worn bar stools” are among the divey attractions at this Strip District standby, according to Yelp. Alcohol choices include the $4 house specialty — the Strong Island (a Long Island Iced Tea variation) — and a choice of brews, in bottles only, from a list divided into “domestics” and “geeky beers.”

“[F]ar from a fancy place but it’s a fun place to kick back and relax with your friends,” wrote one Yelp reviewer, also noting that it’s “dark and dingy,” but that the drinks are “cheap and strong.” Another comment criticized the depressing atmosphere, calling the Tap “a mediocre bar that has a touch of kitsch” — but still another hailed it as “King of dive bars.”

Cutty’s is the kind of place one Yelp reviewer might give only a single star to, “hoping to discourage fancy jerks from ruining this secret oasis for the neighborhood” — though another one might give it five stars with a note that “The moment you step into Cutty’s, you’re teleported from fancy-pants Charleston to a dive bar in the heart of the Midwest.” Still another reviewer, three years back, wrote: “Great dive bar. I bought a pregnancy test out of the vending machine for $1 and a PBR for $2.” Strangely, the bar is said to sell more of the medicinal-tasting bitter Fernet Branca than anyone else in the state.

Founded in 1954, Carey’s is a college-town dive bar (Vermillion, in the southeastern corner of the state, is home to the University of South Dakota). It’s cash only (there are nightly discounts on various drinks) and there’s no food other than free popcorn — though food may be brought in. “This is a cozy dive bar with wood throughout,” according to one Yelper. “A cool place to have a pint.” A taxidermied elk head with a cigarette in its mouth and “Go Yotes” mittens on its antlers (the USD football team is the Coyotes) overlooks the bar.

With its “giant velvet painting of a kitten with a rose on the wall…cinder block walls, no windows… [and] $2 Miller High Life and occasional free beer from the bartender,” according to a visitor from Ohio on Yelp, “This place raises the Dive Bar bar.” In addition to frozen burritos and corn dogs, sustenance here, wrote another Yelper, includes “Microwave popcorn and buckets of domestics…so don’t come in looking for a frilly cocktail.” It’s cash only, beer only, and full of smoke, but also, according to one comment, “amazing.”

In response to local liquor laws in the 1960s, the Galleria area Mexican restaurant El Patio opened a separate operation, the Club Villa Sana, through a door just inside the entrance. A sign reading “No Minors” was attached to the door, and the place soon became known as Club No Minors. The room is small, the live music (sometimes mariachis) is loud, and the margaritas — served in big water glasses — are potent. Patrons have been known to dance on the tables after a couple too many.

“[L]oud and crowded and the design was likely commissioned by a drunk,” according to Yelp, whose reviewers also comment repeatedly on the rude bouncers. On the other hand, it’s a “fun casual dive bar with great drinks” with “[a]wesome bartenders and very friendly door guys” and “[e]xcellent, timely, courteous service.”

This one-time biker hangout has turned into what one Yelper reviewer described as “a tiny little dive bar like you see in the movies where all the locals hang out for cheap drinks.” Another cited the “diverse crowd of bureaucrats, hippies and pool sharks” (or as another one put it “[n]ice people from all walks of life…congressmen to bums (if you can tell them apart)….” Alcohol is cheap here, but several reviewers have complained about the bar’s practice of limiting the number of drinks they’ll serve each customer (a not very dive-bar-like policy).

According to the Virginia capital’s RVA Magazine, the Locker Room “has everything: indoor smoking, old dudes, a jukebox, pool and shuffleboard, Jell-o shooters, food that I would recommend you not eat” and is “the standard by which all other local dive bars should be judged.” In business since 1985, this is a family-owned place, with — the owner says — “free wifi, top shelf snacks and all the attitude you expect from a dive, complete with nicotine walls and ceiling tiles.”

Al’s is another place that inspires the kind of affection that encourages regulars to give it one-star ratings on Yelp simply to discourage the wrong kinds of people from coming. “Dank lighting, funky smell, faded Formica, vinyl half booths, stale chips, surly staff, stray dogs, irregular regulars, janky pool table,” wrote one Al’s fan. “Stay away. You’ll just ruin it.” Another qualified his single star rating by saying that it was “for the good of the bar and its regulars,” and implored readers to “Preserve the Al’s Tavern that’s been doing its thing since 1940.” Going the other direction with a five-star score, a woman from Philadelphia announced “This bar is making me consider moving to Seattle.”

“[A] beloved dive bar to the locals” and “the purest version of a dive bar in existence,” according to its fans on Yelp, the Red Carpet would be perfect except that “it’s too bright and the walls are too white for a real dive.” Hefty liquor pours and cheap beer attract “[e]very walk of life.” However, warns one reviewer, “The bar staff doesn’t like you. This is not ironic detachment. They honestly do not care for you. They will sell and serve you drinks regardless.”

Wolski’s celebrates its 111th anniversary this year, offering patrons “Great bartenders, outstanding popcorn, inexpensive drinks and steel dart boards,” according to one Yelp reviewer. Others call it a “Dark, dark, classic forever neighborhood bar,” but “NOT a dive bar in the traditional sticky floor, dirty bathroom sense.” Anyone who stays until the bar shuts down (at 2 or 2:30 a.m., depending on the night) gets an “I closed Wolksi’s” bumper sticker. These are said to have been distributed all over the world by the Wolski’s faithful.

This combination of a package liquor store and what is said to be Wyoming’s smallest bar (with seating for only about 20 customers) is “as divey as divey can get, as local as local can get, and as cool as cool can get,” according to one Yelp review. The 1961-vintage Joe’s supplies “an authentic Wyoming experience,” and while there’s no beer on tap, the bar makes up for the omission “in personality and rowdiness.”