Murphy’s Tavern

This place is owned by the regulars. And by regulars I mean drunken heathens. You can do pretty much anything here and they welcome outside food. Drinks are limited, cheap, and strong. It’s normal to find a bunch of hashers in here.
On-​On,
–Dog

Drove into down and hit up this tavern. Read about it a little. Very historic. They kept the original bar stools which add to the character, but are terrible uncomfortable. After one beer, I was ready to go somewhere more comfortable. Cool place to check out, though.

This place is the bomb. Ron pours a good strong drink. He is my hero. This place is so old that there are circle marks on the bar where people put their drinks. I call that character.

It is, what it is. a dive. Sure, put in 10K and it could be cleaner, newer. but then, it is not good old Murpy’s anymore. In out days of all being so commercialized and all being chains, it is a good variation, even though it is on the lower end of the scale. What the heck, I have a good time when I go there.

I loved Murphy’s. I rolled in with my wife and brother in law for a place to wrap up the night. The reason I like it so much is because I didn’t want food, video games, tv, live music, or any of the other things that alot of bars need to have to draw the people in. I was just thirsty and this place follows the golden rule of keeping it simple. The bar tender was perhaps the finest I’ve ever encountered. He knows three 30 something people rolling in at 11 o’clock are there to just hang out and drink. My glass was never empty. It seemed I would blink and there’d be a fresh beer in front of me. He was also kind enough to indulge us on a few custom shot type drinks and was just an all around nice guy. If you just need a simple setting and a cold drink, give Murphy’s a try.

This is my favorite bar in the Springs. My brother introduced my husband and I to the Murphy’s experience last year. I love how simple it is. There’s a sweet and amusing older gentleman running the bar. He took such good care of us. It was refreshing to be in a bar where you could hear your own conversation and escape from any horrifying booty-​shakin’.

There is no pretension about Murphy’s, it is what it is… a converted gas station turned neighborhood dive bar with a horseshoe shaped bar and bar stools screwed into the floor. It’s the type of bar where regulars have been going there for years, the laminate on the bar has rubbed off after years of being wiped down with a bar towel, and generations of neighborhood kids use this as a meetup place for holidays, because Murphy’s is always open (Thanksgiving, Christmas… you name it!). Murphy’s is cash only, and I have found that if I walk in there with a $ 20, I leave nice and liquored up!
You don’t go to Murphy’s for good food, or fancy drinks… instead, it’s a place to go to meet up with old friends, talk to new friends that are sitting next to you at the bar, and be entertained by the bartenders, or maybe a Journey sing-​a-​long with the juke box.

A classic dive. Old dirty with none of the cool atmosphere that it could have if anyone put some love into the place. About the only good thing was the jukebox.

Oooooh boy…
I think someone I know put it to me this way: Murphy’s Tavern is a real alcoholics bar, and upon entering the place, I know what they mean.
You would have to be an alcoholic to like this place.
Murphy’s is the epitome of the dive bar… cramped, over-​crowded, way too noisy, and full of obnoxious people.
And for all this, the prices were too high for the sort of place it is.
Head over to O’Furry’s instead.