The Red Barn is a bar that’s been in the same location on the north side of Peoria since 1965. It was the 352nd stop on my bar crawl and I haven’t been back since. I’d say I’m overdue for a brew at the Red Barn, so let’s make tracks to this magenta themed tavern!
And here's our driver, Captain Kirk, giving a thumbs up to tonight's destination.
And it's off into the night we go.
Here we are at the Red Barn. This place never changes, let's go inside for a familiar feeling.
It's Sunday night, so of course there's plenty of seats at the bar. This is why I love going out on Sunday night, there's never a crowd and the people that are out are usually people who take their drinking and bars seriously. Sunday night is definitely not amateur night.
Jenny's the pretty and friendly bartender here on Sunday nights and she's quick on the draw with an ice-cold beer.
Owner Dan Solomon was here the last time I visited, but he's not here tonight. Jim pointed out this photo of Don behind the bar of Don in the air guard in the late '60's.
And speaking of Bud LIght, it's one of the beers on tap here at The Red Barn, featured here in our soon to be patented Spike taps shot.
Well-worn, comfortable booths sit opposite the bar.
I love this Busch chandelier that 's hanging over the last booth in the room.
Lots of carvings and etching's to look at on top of the wooden tables in the booths.
A vintage Budweiser sign hangs on the wall in a tribute to the King of Beers!
Always love to see a working pay phone in a bar!
There's a full stage in the back and there's open mic nights here a couple times a week.
Nice choices of CD rings on this pole.
Okay, back at the bar, it's time for that Sunday moment of truth. Will there be a swizzle stick served up here at the Red Barn? Drum roll please as I order up my double gin and tonic in a tall glass...
Jenny serves up the drink, which I've fuzzed out in Photoshop to add to the mounting excitement and tension...