Robin Hood

This is just a bar, not very big across from the Hogan. I do not believe that they offer any food.
Has one pool table but somehow seems to have some sort of a pool tournament anyway – guess that they take turns. Has a few electronic dart boards but I’ve never seen anyone using them.
Drinks are a decent pour, prices reasonable, and when quiet is a nice place to just sit and talk. My friends told me that the time they were there while the tournament was going on it was unpleasantly noisy, but no personal experience. Easy to park.

Ended up here on Christmas Eve after discovering Navajo Hogan and OFurrys were closed. I’m glad I did. Jay greeted myself and my friends right away and was super friendly from the jump. Drinks were cheap, they had a pool table, and good music playing when I went in. Awesome back patio as well. So glad I finally stopped in to check it out. :-)

I have only been here once and it is definitely a dive bar. I think people come here to get trashed. I was here on a Saturday with friends and we quickly left. Someone very close to us reeked of body odor. It was disgusting so we moved to a different part of the bar. That was no better as we were now near someone who bathed in a Walgreens like cheap perfume. My drink was good and strong though.

Poker on Thursdays– this place was packed!
The ladies room is small.
I saw One pool table.
Very eclectic crowd of people here…
The paintings/​murals behind the bar look just like the Characters of the 1971 hit flim (ha ha) Bedknobs and Broomsticks…
…bobbing a-long…bobbing.-a-long… The Beautiful Briney Sea…
or from the cartoon movie Robin Hood… which makes more sense… ha!

I really like this place. Nice back patio, interesting crowd, and cheap beer. They have darts and poker tournament too. Lunch specials are always well worth the price too, but don’t except a full menu.

pretty nice dive bar.
i’m always hungry when i drink and this place has some free munchies in the back.

This place is amazing. Yes, it’s definitley part of that «seedy» stretch of Nevada– it’s got an old-​timey-​blinkey lights sign and everything.
Let me explain how I wound up at the Robin Hood: On my little sister’s 21^st birthday, she decided on our ride back from the restaurant that we must stop for shots. We turned into the parking lot, and there you go.
My sister continues to refer to this place as «the biker bar we went to.» Funny, I didn’t see a single motorcycle in the parking lot. Yeesh. You can tell already how the night went.
The bartender was genuinely excited for my sister, and was willing to serve up some frilly shots, assuming i could tell her how (pineapple upside downcake shot= vanilla vodka+pineapple juice+ splash of grenadine= perfect for my light-​drinker of a sister). She also turned up the music when my sister, who was half in the bag claimed that she loved the song, and that it was our Dad’s favorite (it wasn’t) and that we should dance to it. (We did.)
In case your wondering, the song was «Jump in the Line (Shake Señora)» as performed by Harry Belafonte… you’re welcome.
Our friendly bartender Jo sent us over to J’s liquor, where my sister was given a free mini-​bar bottle of whatever she liked in congratulations of her birthday.
It was pretty beautiful.
Thanks, Robinhood, for helping my sister get her wastey-​face on.