111 South Main Street
Banks, OR 97106
Washington County
Phone: (503) 324-9521
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by Ali K. on Once locals from my town are going to a venue in droves, i know the place must be no good, because it's catering to the bridge and tunnel crowd. I remember vividly going here, because it was right after i turned 21. Getting past the bouncer was easy, no cover or anything because we were coming for a birthday. The original room they placed us in was very nicely decorated and we were able to watch the NFL wild card playoffs on the numerous flat screens they had. BUT THERE WAS NO MUSIC, THE SPEAKERS WERE NOT WORKING!! How can you have a birthday with no music! So after fifteen minutes of the staff frantically working they could tell we were pissed and were going to storm out, but they decided to clear out one of their front rooms for us which was generous and made up for their error. Overall the place was super packed, and the service at the bar was horrendous. I'd prob stay for about thirty minutes if i was invited there again and book it.
by Cougar Slayer on There is always a sexy pack of cougars meandering the Billiards and they have never let me (or any beer-goggled man) down. It's what the locals would call a "hoot-and-a-holler" of a time. The bald man is by far the best attribute to the place, because well, c'mon now, look at him! he's great!
It's a great place to go with your buds, drink some brews, and kick-back. I've never had the food, but I know they make a stiff drink! Cheers!
by happy on I, on the other hand, have always had a lovely time at Billiards. They have remodeled the inside, moved things around, replaced the carpeting, and the place looks awesome. The "Spaced out bald guy" is a hoot if you take two seconds to talk to him. He is hard of hearing and has had a few medical problems but is a great guy. The bartenders are fun, young, and great at their job, Jamie is awesome! I don't know if you were in on a bad day with a bad fill in or what but i've never had any problems. They are always mixing new drinks, serving fantastic food (the burgers are AWESOME), and keeping things fun. Bands come in monthly, karakoke (or however you spell it) every weekend, and bingo every wednesday. I would recomend another visit to the local bar and see if your opinions have changed!!!
by Kevin on I stopped in here a few weeks ago. What a dive! The place smelled of old stale cigarettes and vomit. Some spaced-out bald guy was sitting at the bar staring at a newspaper and occasionally throwing a sigh or dirty look at the worn out looking blond who was working behind the counter. She was either a crack head, tweeker or a junkie, I'm not sure which, but she smelled like BO and dirty socks and looked like she combed her hair with a blow torch & put her make-up on with a putty knife while looking through 3-D glasses! It made me sick to listen to her whiny voice babble on and on and she laughed like a hyena! She literally would not shut up! I had to move clear to the other side of the room to avoid her syrupy, overdone effort to flirt with me! PUKE! I wouldn't have taken that up if someone GAVE me the money to pay her! The few people that were in the bar at the time looked like they had been sitting there most of their lives. Mostly old timers who seemed to know everything about everyone and eyeballed me like I had two heads and came from outer space. No one seemed to look very happy, and from what I did catch of their conversations it was mostly complaining! Not a friendly atmosphere at all. I stayed just long enough to drink half of the stale beer which had been served to me in a lipstick smeared glass! I quickly left feeling like I needed a shower, dental cleaning and an aids test! Don\\\'t waste any time going into this place unless you are looking to catch something.
by Claretta Carrillo on I have to admire the business acumen of the person who saw a dumpy motel in the 'loin and said, "Let's slap some paint on it, convert the diner to an Asian-themed bar and market it as a place for hipsters to crash." Funny thing is, it kind of works. ROOMS: The rooms are definitely on the old side. The soundproofing is pretty bad and the toilet would start running really loud every few minutes. There's no cute little bottled bathroom amenities, there are just bottles stuck to the wall of the shower: shampoo and body lotion. Why is the body lotion in the shower? And where's the conditioner? Don't hipsters use conditioner? Here's what I appreciate about the rooms, though: they are super clean. I've been in much nicer hotels where they didn't do a good job of cleaning. Despite the fact that it looked like it had seen better days, it was spic n span, and for that I will patronize the Phoenix again. NOISE: I was extremely cautious about staying here because of the neighborhood and the "rock n roll" vibe, which I understood to mean the likelihood of someone barfing outside my door at 3am was pretty high. I was surprised by how quiet it actually was. That may be different when it's warmer and people are more likely to be hanging around outside or jumping in the pool, but at midnight there was almost no noise from the bar. At 2am the bar staff roll a large metal dumpster into the middle of the courtyard and bang on it with pots and pans. At least, that's what it sounded like. But it only lasted for a few minutes and based on the timing must have had something to do with the bar closing. STAFF: Despite making incredibly bad restaurant recommendations the folks at the front desk were really nice. NEIGHBORHOOD: This isn't where you book your grandparents when they come to town, ok? The hotel itself is really secure, and as I told my companion, the transvestite hooker chatting to herself at 9am across the street is just part of the San Francisco experience. OTHER STUFF: Parking: One of the reasons I wanted to stay here was because of the free parking. It was indeed free and the car was there in the morning so I guess that's all I can say about that. The continental breakfast: fruit = nasty pastries = good coffee = fantastic The pool: I was surprised by how often I saw people in the pool despite the fact that it was, to my mind, ass cold. OVERALL: Usually when I stay in a hotel in SF it's for work, so I'm used to somewhere that a nice man in uniform runs out to the sidewalk to collect my bags. This was a different experience, but my spoiled self was surprised by how well The Phoenix delivered.
