You could easily drive by this place. Right past all the noise of Giant Eagle and Taco Bell, where people hit the pedal and press 50. The neon for Pabst Blue Ribbon and the Coors Light banners easily disguise this place as a dive.
Open the door and still confused. Maco brew propaganda everywhere. Country western interior meets Italian decor. Poker machines and a jukebox, where am I?
Ask the very lovely hostess/waitress/etc. about eating and drinking and discovered 100 beers, 90 worth drinking and pretty tasty food.
A weird worn in nook that decided to slide good beer in without letting anyone outside the building know.
Potential abound, but the bar crowd drowning themselves in Bud and Coors. Can Ukiah survive? We will see.