Old Oregon Saloon — Restaurant in Lincoln City

Me and my boyfriend go to this bar religiously, at least once a week on friday or saturday for the past year. The bartender Lacey and Christopher both know us by heart. I have NEVER had an issue with Lacey. This past weekend Christopher was the bartender. My boyfriend bought the first two rounds of PBR with cash, which is what he normally uses. Around 1am i decided to go purchase another drink, (we only bought 2 a piece previously ) When i went up to the bar i asked Chris for one more PBR for my boyfriend, because i was done drinking and decided to pay with my debit card. When i handed chris the card he ran it, and as he gave it back to me with the receipt he proceeded to say he will not use my card again for the rest of the night. Mind you, I've almost always used my card when i come to this bar. I asked the bartender Chris why i was not allowed to use my card again and his answer was 'most people carry cash when they come to bars and there is a ATM over there that you can use'. The way he said that offended me, because he clearly was intoxicated and had a bad attitude towards me. I proceeded to express that there should be no reason my card shouldn't be rejected unless it, itself, declined (which wouldn't of happened.) He then started to argue with me over the fact and i walked off. My boyfriend and i continue our night on the pool table and the bartender started to talk with another customer about the situation very loudly and was being obvious about it. It seemed to me he was trying to get a rise out of me. I then proceed to say if he wanted to talk about the situation, he could talk to me instead of someone at the bar as it was not their business. Christopher then said you're done for the night and he refused to serve me after 5 beers in a 2 hour timeframe SPLIT between TWO people. He was extremely rude to me that evening and I've always had nothing but trouble going to this bar when he is working. He has never once been kind to me or my boyfriend and seems to have some kind of animosity. My boyfriend and i are locals and we do enjoy going to the old o, but this bartender, on numerous occasions has been nothing but rude to us for no apparent reason. On a previous night we came, it was around 1:40 and we wanted to order a burger and fries and chris completely refused as the excuse was 'I've already cleaned the grill and will not be serving any more'. Like are you trying to push business away? We've had nothing but issues with this man, and im finally, after a year deciding to...

If you had a drone and flew it into Old Oregon Saloon, it would hover across a pool table near the entrance and over some high tables covered in the same green felt, tables you shouldn’t really eat on but people do. This signifies a classy dive. The video footage from the drone streamed back to your surveillance van would show you that the menu involves $2 corn dogs & jello shots, various hamburgers, and beers at $3.5 & no more than $5. Breakfast food for no good reason and fantastic. Hip hop music on the jukebox that you don’t know the words to yet. The drone would skitter a bit as it approached three classic pinball machines (Theater of Magic, Monster Mash, & Bram Stoker’s Dracula), then swerve by slot machine slot machine slot machine slot machine but not many more than that. A massive painting of a woman reclining in the nude (back to you, looking at you over her shoulder, no frontal, this is a classy bar, thank you very much) hangs over the bar. People are singing Happy Birthday to someone out on the spacious outdoor smoking patio. Then a redhead girl sitting in the corner by the peace sign curtains, under the peace sign tapestry hanging from the ceiling, pops up fast as the crack of a billiard rack and starts swinging a baseball bat at your reconnaissance drone. She connects and the feed goes static. You hear the roar of a Harley Davidson parking in front of the bar. You want to go retrieve your drone but you don’t want them to know it’s yours. You go inside and strike up conversation to get the gist. OOS is written in Old English script. The bartender’s eraser board sign says’ “Don’t go Blaming the Beer...” The ellipsis is integral. You talk to a man who knows how to artificially inseminate a falcon. You talk to another who will build you a potato gun that could shoot through a wall. A woman walks up to the Harley guy and says she loves the sound of his bike. He replies, “Thank you. I love when people respect my authority.” There is no sign of your drone, no sign of the baseball bat, but you don’t mind, the company is a charm, the food is delicious. The redhead hasn’t taken her eyes off of you since you walked in....

We had an extremely disappointing experience at the Old Oregon Saloon last night while trying to celebrate my brother’s 33rd birthday. This was supposed to be a special night — the first time all of us siblings were able to get together for his birthday — but instead, we were treated with disrespect and hostility.

From the moment we arrived, the bartender was clearly under the influence, slurring their words and struggling to speak coherently. They checked my sister-in-law’s ID at least 10 times, repeatedly questioning its authenticity and even asking, “What city do you reside in?” as if that had anything to do with verifying an ID. Despite the fact that my sister is 27 and my brother is 33 years old and our IDs were legitimate, we were still refused entry.

It was clear that we were being singled out because we were the youngest adults there — the rest of the crowd appeared to be in their 70s. The bartender’s behavior was not only rude but also blatantly ageist. This experience completely ruined what should have been a joyful celebration for my brother.

We’ve been loyal visitors to this area for years, but after this experience, we will make it a point to leave a negative review every month we come to our beach house until this issue is addressed. Completely unacceptable service...