Coney Island Tavern — Restaurant in Oregon City

Laid back friendly environment. The regular readily welcome strangers. Free pool every day. If you can't drive home, they've got your back.

The bar tender on St Patrick's day was incredibly rude. It may have been busier than usual, but it wasn't busy; as if that would justify her behavior. I suggest another line if work for her. One where she can smoke cigarettes all she wants and won't be working with customers.

I don't know if I'll go back which is unfortunate - I liked absolutely everything else about the place. Don't want to chance her being the bartender again.

She had a really good bar back - far as I could tell. He was friendly, good with customers, and attentive to whatever needed attention. He was on top of picking up the empties - that is...

A surprising local tavern with many attributes. Being an outsider so to speak, I felt very welcome after some time. Nobody seemed to be judgemental regardless of personal individualism. I held fast to my NFL affiliation and was met with respect. No big deal for most, but it does send a tone with many. I've been in a number of bars that have been hostile to those whom views other than the masses have proven to be problematic. Other than that, I enjoyed playing pool and was welcomed to with the other patrons, and didn't feel like an outsider. Not a foo-foo or a fancy place, or a place for a first date, just a hometown, friendly local joint of being proud to be a "regular". No price gouging here, so leave the Rolex and...

Sooo somehow a long and terribly evoked review I posted on this tavern was deleted but my single star remains...

That is suspicious...

The owner of this tavern threatened me, called me a b*h, and harassed me in his parking lot. I had eaten there several times, I worked at an office next door... i parked in the tavern’s lot (an extremely large gravel lot with next to no cars in it... hmm 🤔 I wonder why that could be??) to run in and get a few things... on my car was a threatening/not nice at all note, then he stalked me out to my car yelling at me, when I stood my ground he began calling me terrible names...

I don’t know who would want to support a business like this?! And the food was...