Abby's Highway 40 — Restaurant in Reno

Around a month ago.I was homeless and living on the streets around 1AM in the morning I noticed a highly intoxicated gentlemen being asked to leave this bar. He was exceedingly belligerent and trying to reenter the bar, start fights and wasn't making nice with the homeless either. I was concerned for the guys welfare he was on a mission to get arrested, beaten up or worse. I was able to get the guy help ( taxi ride home), but that's not the real story. The real story was when the owner Don came out recognized I was both homeless and trying to help the guy. He offered me a " few drinks" and said if I wanted a little work to come by the next day. I returned the next day and apparently his till didn't quite have enough to pay for the work he wanted me to do, but said to return the next day. Then he opened the till handed me some money for showing back up and adviced me the patron called him and had in fact gotten home safely. Thank you Don you're an amazing man and a class act. Sorry I didn't return, but I am housed now and doing okay. ECV on the sign always heard good things about the clampers, but if any of his brothers are reading this he's the embodiment of what a clamper should be (if you guys ever figure that out) now quit reading my post and go back...

From the outside, it looks like a rough, dive bar. But there's a lot more than meets the eye. Abby's is a Reno institution. It's a classic, old bar that has character and charm, and it doesn't hurt that it's popular with young and old alike. They place young live rock music (as opposed to Led Zeppelin, Elvis old rock you'll hear from cover bands at casinos). The owner is a fun guy who also likes to go around in a vintage fire truck with a party in back, at least he used to. Of course, when the band is playing, you can't hear a conversation. If you get tired of the slick, trendy scene, this is a nice detour off the beaten path and iconic old...

Came here on New Year's Eve around 10:45PM, and the place was pretty dead (that's not a great sign). I wasn't drinking that night, and the bartender seemed pretty irritated by that for some reason. He said I had to be drinking something, so I said I'd take a water in that case. He then said it would be bottled water and he was going to charge me for it, which I'm pretty sure is illegal in Nevada? (Someone should fact check that). Either way, not coming back here. Very divey, kind of small, one pool table, pretty racist Native...