Snits Bar — Restaurant in Great Falls

In fact it is now factual to emphatically declare that over 90% of the saloon culture of historical downtown Great Falls and practically any surviving community left with a working population in central and eastern Montana is very much in it's eternal grave. And that would include any roadhouse/beer joint that would of prosperously existed between any community or town prior to the development and implementation of strict DWI laws enacted and overzealously enforced by overly-dedicated baby-boomer era law-enforcement personal paternally parented by a WWII veteran parent coincidentally by the way. That topography of terror which somewhat exists here in the minds of an older few would be responsible for this entire desecration of several generations of an entire league of saloon keepers who were the champion of the folks who through their endless toiling for the outside corporate megalithic natural resource rapists the country over that did make this entire area of the entire Northern Rocky Mountain region of the United States of the America that would not be recognized today by those long departed men and women of a bygone era never ever to be replicated or known again by any man. In That Bar you can find and still hear those ghosts being spoken of and revered by the infants that are now aging adults of those long gone days and ways of the 'saloon on every corner' and the lifestyle, culture that is now only a relic engulfed within a 'desert of Chinese & Taiwanese made' junk that our robbing overspending nosy overbearing federal government has arbitrarily & illegally imposed upon the People of the Great State of Montana. Inside the dive of That Bar you will find a piece of history, acceptance, and a place where your voice & opinion are known and you & the next stranger are of true equality. Inside this simple place there is finally, albeit a noticeably brief measure of time. there is the moment where everyone knows your name. For that reason That Bar requires without question or academic debate. this 5...

It's a bar. We went because all the other nearby bars' restaurants close at 10 - and we'd traveled all day. It serves burgers. The beef, like most Montana beef, was good. But the meat was a tad dry, and the "Swiss" was just a white cheese food. My grilled onion had a bit of skin on it, and while browned, didn't seem seasoned. The buns seemingly were thrown on the grill to warm them up, so were slightly toasted. My son got a double with bacon and American. (No real cheese to be found here. For the price, I expect real cheese!) Chips are served, no fries.

With a DJ who sometimes sings and has a decent voice in the lower registers and karaoke plus being open to midnight, this is a relatively jumpin' spot!

Shout out to Matt, a young man who didn't want to see me dance alone and to another young lady (sorry, but I forgot her name - but not her companion Shelby's since I told her we were headed that way the next day) who also wanted to dance with "Mama." Plus, the inebriated girl with her protective bestie who was having a great time and dragging others into it.

And to the girl who sang "Bette Davis Eyes," you might have a singing career. Lovely voice!

We did see at least one...

Door man and bouncer were not on the same page. I just got off work and had a backpack on with just a couple personal items in it on. Door man let me in and the bartender said I shouldn't have one on but it was okay. I go to the bathroom after drinking for a few minutes and the bouncers corner me in there about my backpack and claim I'm being combative. Absolutely not. I had 2 drinks at that point and was very much aware. The bouncer claimed I touched him and pushed me all the way out of the bar to the point of me falling down. I had done nothing to him nor said anything inappropriate. These guys are clowns and don't deserve business. Avoid...