Michelle’s Bar

it is a gd ‘dive bar!!’. the beer prices are gd, great bartenders, the ‘bathrooms really really really really really really need updated/​they should be cleaned every day, if u look up @ the cealing fans there is a ‘layer of dust!!’
there should be 1 entrance & not 2, the back gate shld be locked & have the front door should he only way 2 enter & exit!
but overall it is a gd bar!

What an amazing «dive bar». Don’t go by all of the reviews, including this one, but this place is amazing. Kansas (day bartender) is a rock star and usually remembers your drinks from day to day. She is a hoot and likes to have a good time with her customers. They have a very wide variety of customers from young to old, some former military, some white collar, some blue collar and some no collar.
Every day is a different mix and clientele but everyone was kind, pleasant and friendly while I was here drinking. Amy (night bartender) is just as fun and outgoing and enjoys the Service that she provides those of us on this side of the bar.
For me, it’s a place that I will visit more than once and continue to have a great time.

Well crack heads and shifty people, this is the place for you! Ive been here once and will NEVER go back, people want to go to a bar to relax and enjoy a drink not be on their guard at all times worried if someone is going to rob, stab, assault or infect them.

Do you like toothless crackheads? If you answered yes then this is your place! This place and the people who go here are complete trash

If you’re looking for a stiff, cheap drink, look no further. Michelles was such a good time. My bf and my friend and I took at cab there on Sat night and we were not disappointed. Granted, we definitely brought the excitment with us, it was the perfect place for the 3 of us to own the juke box, play pool, and get silly drunk. We danced, we hugged strangers, and we definitely found a new favorite bartender, Heather.

It’s a dive. It’s exactly what I want from a dive bar — dark, dingy, patio, bartenders that don’t put up with BS, and entertaining regulars. A great stop for a beer with friends.

The diviest of dive bars. They have PBR on tap.
Not just a t-​shirt and jeans place, but a promotional-​t-​shirt-​you-​only-​wear-​when-​doing-​yard-​work-​and-​painting-​and-​jeans place.
When a friend and I went, we got a pitcher and sat at the bar next to an older biker-​looking dude with a puppy lying down on the bar. He said he’d just rescued the puppy from potential roadkill on 6^th, that it was just out there running in the street. He wanted to feed it, but the puppy was none too keen on the Planters bar-​peanuts.
I told a couple of local friends who grew up in the area that I’d gone and their reaction was «Ewgh. That place is skeevy.» And … that’s pretty accurate. But it’s also not anything different than what they’re trying to be, so you can’t really blame them too much.
You get what it looks like you’ll get when you walk in: A slightly too-​warm, but cheap beer served by a haggard-​looking bartender in a shirt way too tight and low-​cut for her years and figure. The colorful locals have crazy stories, and they laugh loudly and boisterously from dentally-​neglected mouths.
It’s the kind of place I wouldn’t want to take my girl to, or any girl really. But it’s also the kind of place I wouldn’t mind stopping by for a beer, in my work clothes, after a long, hot day out in the sun, back when I still worked that sort of gig.
Sketchy, but then, its clientele rescues puppies so it can’t be that bad. Anyone who goes out of their way to rescue a puppy is good people in my book.

My buddy just moved to corona, so we wanted to check out the local bars in the area. This was the first bar we went to on our list of bars to visit. We went here on a hot day and this place had no air conditioning, so we were sweating like crazy. The worst part were all the flies buzzing around and attacking are legs while we drank. The beer was not that cheap as we expected $ 10 for a pitcher of stale tasting miller lt. However, the bar tender was very nice and helped us figure out the keno game we wanted to play and the customers all seemed nice and chatty.

Stop #2 on the «Tour De Corona»:
This place rules. It’s pretty much like the Corona version of The Olive Pit… or maybe The Cherry Pit. Your standard dive bar affair, with some pool tables, semi-​friendly service. Decent prices. Dive bar. You’ve been to a place just like this, I’m sure.
The bathrooms were decent; nothing too skeevy. My buddy Murder and I had a round here, and hung out long enough to get acquainted with some of the locals. Colorful cast of characters, that is for sure. I met a guy who claimed he was the original singer of Saint Vitus, Scott Reegers. Another guy talked about how, in 1988, a girl was murdered in the city of Placentia and «somehow, someway, we got the guy. It was by starlight, but killed the guy that did it.» Then I said «Fuck, that’s crazy» and he got mad because I used the F word.