Plaisance’s Bar

Dang. Usually I am eager to give a Westbank place a solid amount of stars, but not this joint. The bartender was DRUNK AS HELL and questioned why someone «like me» would be in a place like this. Um… because I wanted a cheap drink?
I took a picture of the liquor and she got in my face and asked what I was taking a picture of. Then she accused me of making fun of her. I showed her the picture I took (of the liquor) and she slurrreeeddd that that wasn’t allowed. Um… okay. I gulped my beer down and left. Good Lord. For a Westbank Expressway bar y’all sure do have a lot of rules. So… get over yourselves. I don’t care if you have regulars that have been there since 1975, your hospitality sucks.

Though I gave this place four stars, it is NOT a romantic place to take your new girlfriend. The stars are for the food on steak night, which is limited and not a daily occurrence, but pretty dang amazing.
Talk about a hole in the wall bar! Dang!
This is not a place that I would typically go to, but a skydiving buddy retired from the marines today and this is where he wanted to have his retirement party. So here we are. My GPS directed me to the shack on the side of the westbank expressway. TINY biker bar. Tonight was steak night. Steak means steak off the grill, baked potato, and iceberg salad. Dinner was $ 12 and I can’t tell you when I last had a steak melt in my mouth. The potato was also PERFECT. Definitely an older crowd. Will be back for steak and potatoes though!