On The Rocks Pub — Restaurant in San Antonio

Tonight, my wife and I decided to venture out for a long-overdue date night with a group of friends at On the Rocks Pub San Antonio, we hadn’t visited this place before. As an African American Army and Air Force veteran I’ve faced my share of challenges, but nothing quite prepared me for the blatant racism we encountered at this establishment.

The evening started well enough. The bar itself seemed charming, with a cozy, rustic ambiance that seemed perfect for our first night out together in months. My wife and I found seats at the bar and I ordered 1 drink for my wife as I DO NOT drink alcohol. The staff seemed courteous at first, and we settled in, relishing the opportunity to catch up after being separated by my wife’s deployment.

As we talked and laughed, my wife leaned her head on my chest in a simple, affectionate gesture. It was a small moment, filled with the comfort and love we’ve been missing for so long. Unfortunately, that moment was abruptly interrupted.

The bouncer approached us with a stern expression and, without any prior warning, told us we had to leave. When I asked why, he coldly stated that they didn’t allow such behavior in their establishment and “they did not want to take a risk”. I was taken aback. We were just sitting and talking, like any other couple. My wife, feeling comfortable and loved, had simply rested her head on my chest.

I explained that she was my wife and that we hadn’t seen each other in months and we haven’t even had ONE drink yet hoping for some understanding. However, the bouncer remained unyielding, insisting that we leave immediately. The hostility in his tone and the looks we received from other staff made it clear that this was not just about a “risk” – it was about the color of our skin. As there wasn’t any other African Americans there at the time.

The experience was deeply hurtful and completely unwarranted. We felt targeted and judged for a simple, innocent act of affection. It was a stark reminder that racism is still very much alive and can rear its ugly head in the most unexpected places.

We left the bar feeling disheartened, but more determined than ever to find a place where we could enjoy each other’s company without judgment. No one should have to face such hostility and discrimination for simply expressing love and affection. This establishment, with its racist staff and unwelcoming atmosphere, won’t be seeing us again. We hope that others especially military and prior military can learn from our experience and choose to patronize places that celebrate love and respect for all. I was so disgusted by their actions that immediately after this situation I took my time to write this review. I hope the owners don’t share the same type of values that their...

I'm in San antonio at the doubletree Hilton down the road a short walk to this bar. Friday night at 11 wanted to go out to get a few beers. Went into this place to try it out. Probably wouldn't have stayed but I was talking to the bar tender and she seemed pretty cool. I was mostly watching the Colorado football game on TV which went to over time and I had one beer. Some fat kid with long dark straight hair was staring at me aggressively once and I ignored it and went back to watching the game which was in OT. I was standing at the bar the whole night minding my own business except a few words with the bar tender. When I ordered my second beer the fat kid with long hair came out of no where and told me I have to leave the bar. I didn't say a word and just walked out of the bar and was heading down the street to check out the next bar down the street. He yelled to me that I was being cut off for being too drunk and any other night I was welcome. I said really? I only had one beer. And he turned ignored me and walked away. It was the weirdest thing that has ever happened to me. I was shocked to see that a ton of reviews on here are saying the same thing happened to them. I would have thought it was just me. I was treated like street trash. I'm a Florida licensed real estate broker in town traveling through...

The bartenders were really nice, and the drinks were good and made well. When we came in, my husband went to the restroom and found a few ladies in there. They explained the women's restroom was flooded and the staff said they had to use this restroom, which was vouched for by the female bartender on staff. When I had to use the restroom, he advised me to use the men's room since that was what people were doing when he went. I wound up in the employees only hall, and a manager quickly pointed out I was in the wrong place. I apologized and asked where the restroom I should use was, given that the women's restroom was out of use. He pointed to his left, indicating the men's room where I was headed was the correct place. I went to the men's room to pee and that same manager was there waiting, letting me know I was booted for using the men's room. I completely concede that I was relieving myself in an area that didn't align with the genitalia assigned by the placard on the wall, but I also wonder what any other girl would do when pointed in that direction. The music was great, the bartenders were friendly, but I wouldn't recommend this place to someone who has an intermittent need to use the restroom. Where polite discourse could have occurred, an indiscriminate boot happened. I liked this place, but I could have...