Luna Cafe — Restaurant in Illinois

Really nice place to go to have a drink and play pool friendly people look for the Kentucky plate I gave for their wall display

Well the last two times we went the same old guys playing pool acting like a baby over a game. My husband played pool with one if the regulars there and to him it's just a game. The guy who is apparently always there with his friend who my husband was playing with threw a fit over a shot my husband made because it was just lucky. Call no slop before you start or remember it's just a game, don't throw things yell storm off all pissed yelling and hollering and making others feel like they might be in danger from someone throwing a temper tantrum over a GAME. Grown men acting like 13 year old bullies. We won't go back I should've asked for my kentucky plate back that I gave them. Big deal they can keep it and their big cry baby men. I doubt t they'll make a decent income running off people so the same two old creeps can throw their temper tantrums. I heard Al Capone used to like the place. These guys have no class Al...

Off the beaten path, this bar is everything I wanted it to be: dimly lit, earthy, disheveled bits of memorabilia slathered in disorder on every wall, with extensive raw lumber on the exterior where the paint has flaked over years and years. Comparably, the bartender (Larry aka Rooster) is equally weathered, hospitable and friendly, and the patrons (presumably all regulars on a hot Saturday afternoon) were friendly and jovial as well. The only apparent notoriety of this place is that Al Capone frequented prior to his trip to the Big House, which is pretty much my expectation too. If you live in St. Louis, this place is worth the trip. Tell Rooster...

The moment I walked into this place I could have sworn I stepped into my grandmas house after she had been lying there dead for a week, I could smell the stench from outside! The staff all has the personality of a dead moth and I think the patrons are all strung out on heroin. The building is like a hillbilly cabin meets trap house and I could have sworn whatever they were trying to pass off as chicken wings was actually dog meat. I only wonder how much they are bribing the health department to keep this place in business...