Jupe's

Jupes used to be a great, friendly, all-locals-welcome sort of neighborhood bar, back when the owner ran the place. But once he turned operations over to his 30-ish son, the childish petty drama, lousy service, bad attitudes, and "sexual favoritism" became common-place at this DIVE /DUMP. One former patron described Jupe's as a dirty little Strip-Mall-Peyton-Place where the less-than-attractive people go to wallow & gossip at the watering Hole. Everything is old, dirty and worn out here. They don’t even accept VISA or Debit Cards! Many of my friends and even family were loyal patrons of Jupe's Bar for many years because our homes are in the immediate neighborhood. In February 2011, we discovered the owner's son was tapping more than just beer kegs...he was actually tapping 1 or 2 of the "regular" female patrons (even though he was married with kids). No Class, and no wonder these regular female patrons are known as "favorite" customers with special status. if you're female and you "put out" this is where you will be welcomed. If you go here, aside from the puking drunks & alcoholics, you can also look forward to old, smelly, torn upholstery, filthy worn-out carpet, blown jukebox speakers, only 2 crappy, crooked little pool tables with worn bumpers & warped cues, the ever-present stench of backed-up bar drains and 2 small, dirty restrooms...not to mention cockroaches the size of Volkswagons cruising the kitchen & dark corners. (Can anyone say "Health Department", please?) The only bright spot of this dirty little Drama Club was the awesome server Carrie, always with a kind word and warm smile for all who entered. The owner should have put her in charge, and would have been smarter for it. Instead, patrons have to deal with the little pencil-D son who couldn't get a real job on his own and had to ruin his Daddy's bar. Looking for a place to spend your hard-earned beer money and valuable social time....go elsewhere!