As a seasoned drunkard I’ve seen my fair share of bars, and I must say that Charlie Brown’s (so far) sits atop my list of what many would consider “dive” bars but have come to be referred to as “neighborhood” bars.
Food: Let me get this out of the way. The food at CB’s is outstanding; not outstanding “for a dive bar,” but outstanding for any restaurant. I would put the chef at CB’s up against any of the $50-a-plate chefs downtown and be confident that in terms of quality, originality, and presentation he would come out equal or better. (Disclaimer: If you go there to eat, don’t expect presentation to be outstanding all the time. This is a bar, folks.)
The entertainment at CB’s is the usual dive-bar fare, with karaoke, trivia, sports, live music, or just the TouchTunes jukebox, depending on the day and time of week you’re boozing there.
Guinness, Shiner Bock, Coors Light, Budweiser, and Bud Light on tap and a very good selection of bottled beers for beer snobs and
domestic-beer lovers alike.
Wine: Yup, they have some, but it’s of the airplane-bottle variety.
Cocktails: I’m gonna have to rip off the words of the great drinkers at Modern Drunkard Magazine (thank you Alan Owl for creating such a masterful turn of phrase) and apply them here: Charlie Brown’s is the strongest pour in town, hands down, clown. I don’t mean kindasortasomewhat strong or half-a-shot more strong, I mean SEASONED IN THE SOUSE, MAN-SIZE strong! Tonic for color, dig? Pink elephants on a $10 bill all the way.
