Jax Place

I’ve been to Jax a few times and have had a great time. I don’t mind the food. It’s typical burgers and fries etc. I enjoy the regulars. They are friendly. The drinks are pretty good and the wait staff works really hard. I also like the karaōke. In fact that’s why we go. Karaōke is entertainment. It’s not high art. I think you will have fun at Jax if you are trying to have fun.
Last Time I went I ordered the bacon burger and it was cooked really well. I also ordered the drink special. The drink was a bit sweet for my tastes but still it was nice to try something different. Our waitress has waited on us before and she was attentive.
We each sang a couple of karaōke songs and truly enjoyed singing along with the others. It’s overall a nice night out with kind folks.

A pure dive bar, pool tables, darts, karaōke, locals, smoking and good prices. You can’t ask for more if your looking for a dive bar. The reviews on here seem personal so I would try this out on your own. If your looking for a dive bar, come over.

Friend of mine got sick on the taxi ride over, and incidentally puked outside, he wasn’t even drunk, but they refused to let him have a beer and proceeded to cuss him out before he even came near the door…
This place is tiny. And very washed out. The floors and tables were filthy. Ashtrays overflowing and the karaōke was awful. They picked who was allowed to go up. They ignored songs requested hours ago. Will not go back here

Screw you.
Screw you, chubby blonde bartender/​waitress who had the audacity to pull full glasses of beer out of our hands while yelling «OH NO. OH NO.»
Screw you for not treating us like adults having a good time at 1:35am and attempting to treat us like we were your waterhead babies at home.
Screw you. The tip that was on the table went back in our pockets. Because you were a jerk. And by the way, the card that the other bartender said we had to give in order to start a tab– we didn’t say you could run it, because we had cash.
Bars close at 2am. Last call is always 1:30am. How DARE you take full drinks OUT OF OUR HANDS before 2am.
Maybe you should have done the same for the dude outside a doorway down who was puking on the sidewalk. From the length of his wretching, it sounded like he had a lot.
I’m more than cooperative when someone TELLS me that «It’s time to go, Time to finish up.» Whenever me and my friends hear that, we finish our drinks and put down our glasses. And that’s when you should take the glass.
SCREW YOU.
Maybe that’s something that you do with regulars who get shitfaced and you have to treat them like they were one of your bobbleheaded dirty kids. But you didn’t know us. In fact, it was the first time we stepped foot in your establishment. And we certainly won’t be back.
The other bartender, the non-​chubster, was actually very sweet. She was attentive and I feel bad for not tipping her something.
But overall, this place can eat a big one. Thanks.
PS– A big SCREW YOU to the Karaōke Jockey. Your main job is to let people sing in an orderly manner. Did we really need the friggin Cha Cha Slide when some of us signed up for a song two hours ago?