There used to be a bar called, Duffy’s Pour House here in Peoria, but I think it’s closed. I tried calling their number and it’s disconnected. Anybody out there in the internets know anything about this? Well, while Googling that bar I found that there’s another Pour House right down the road from where I live and so that’s tonight’s destination for some drinks and the oddball chance that we’ll score a swizzle stick in this town. And we don’t have to worry about taking a cab tonight, because we’re going to be driven by MBIP pal and contibutor, Bob Gordon. Whoops-a-doozy, someone’s knocking as I type this, let’s go see who it is...
Alright, alright, hold on to your fucking horses, just like Dave Edmunds, I hear you knocking!
And look who it is, the aforementioned MBIP pal and contributor, Bob Gordon! Hello, Bob!
After a couple of beers, we're headed down the road to the Pour House. From what I read online it's a friendly little neighborhood bar located in a small shopping area.
Here we are at the Pour House. I bet every city in America has a bar named, The Pour House. A Google search showed plenty.
Wow, this is a popular neighborhood joint. The bar is packed solid on a Sunday night!
Luckily, there's plenty of open tables opposite the bar to sit at.
I squeezed my way into the bar and got a couple of beers from this friendly bartender who's nickname is "Too Tall."
Bob tries to psychically move that bottle of Budweiser closer to him as I wander around to get some photos for this post.
The lit up bottles at the bar are somewhat ruined by the big TV screen for me, but I know one person that will like this (see: BBC, GENE.)
The ever-popular shot of the taps for Spike, let's see what kind of note he delivers about them today!
And speaking of Gene, he mentioned yesterday how so many bars in Peoria have Amber Bock and The Pour House is no exception.
Dueling darts, deeedle-eee-dee-dee.
I don't know the last time I saw a Leinenkugel's sign, so I'll try to keep this memory fresh in the old banks of mine.
Condiments!
A shot from the far end of the bar.
Three dollar Captain Drinks? Aw, I wanted a two buck Salty Sam!
I'm trying to do an obligatory mirror shot in this Guinness mirror, but it's pretty high up and I keep missing it.
Almost got one, let me move in a little bit...
Houston, we have the obligatory mirror shot for this post!
They're not clients and they're not the president's either. But they do have seats at the bar, so Wooly Bully for them!
Okay, time to order the double gin and tonic and see if we score a swizzle stick...
Nope, all we get is a stinking plastic straw. Wah, wah, wah...waaah! Oh well, maybe next week.
"A Man's Got To Do What A Man's Got To Do." Good advice from The Duke, so I'm going to go do that thing I do. We'll sneeze you all tomorrow. And hey, let's be careful out there!
The Pour House
3410 W Willow Knolls Dr.
Peoria
309-691-3885
Further Reading: Google+, Urban Spoon and facecrack.
Bonus Virtual Swizzle Stick From Jaws!
Jaws the Cabbie has made another "virtual" swizzle stick and sent it via email. Thanks for coming to the rescue Jaws! I'll have to print it out and add it to the collection!
