One Eye Jack

Cool chuntie place, with a pool table. I come here before I transfer myself to karma. Beer is cheap and and it’s fun just overall

I’ve been here twice and both times it was both crazy and entertaining. The first time my friend and I went in there after watching a marathon of Orange Is The New Black. We were in old shirts and jeans and just wanted to get a quick beer. We walked in and you would have thought we were aliens from outer space the way everyone was looking at us. I don’t think white girls have ever been in there. In two seconds all of the mexican men were all over us and the dressed up hoochy mama women were pissed. It was hilarious. Second time I went with my neighbor who is a guy and same thing happened. Honestly I think the three of us are the only white people that have ever been in there. It’s cheap beer and mexican music. The people watching is super entertaining. All of the women are decked out in heavy makeup and glitter. The best part about this bar is the guatemalan lady that has food outside on fridays, saturdays, and sundays. She is one of the best cooks ever and the sweetest. I’ve been eating her hot dogs, papusas, and tacos for years and it’s always been the best. I’d definitely try it again, but wouldn’t go there on a regular basis except maybe for the hot dog lady

If you remember from Twin Peaks, One Eyed Jacks was basically a bar and bordello. With «One Eye Jack» ya get something that seems to have taken a note from TP but missed the ball. As others have said, they serve two things: beer (three types) and jug wine. So why are people here? Essentially, the older woman that you see oddly dressed up and doting on the guys who come in are paid to do it. I spoke to a girl who worked a few doors over who said they’ll do more than dote for a lil extra cash. I guess this is worth it for straight, late-​middle-​aged hispanic men who like some heft on their women and limited beer selections… for such a potentially cool spot for an actual dive bar, I gotta say this was really disappointing.

A spontaneous trip to this strip of Beverly in order to examine the nominally Lynchian One Eyed Jack resulted in being maced by osmosis. No matter, I still dig hitting Mexican bars and any place with an intriguing name.

It smelled like a big olé urinal cake in here.
All the jugs of Livingston wine you can drink, cash only.

my new favorite place!
one eye jack is the new gold room. beer and wine only. hopefully they will incorporate liquor soon.
i walked in, bought myself a drink and within the hour had 2 more beers given to me by the patrons, who are happy to see a nice lady there. and i was with my boyfriend. so go ladies! go! get your groove on.

Went last night with my roomie.
Only black dudes in the joint.
Beer only, nothing exotic, and unopened jugs of table wine.
We offended someone at the bar when we assumed that nobody spoke English. I happen to straddle the line between fluent and highly supremely conversational in Spanish. My accent is so good that people often assume I can speak better than I actually can.
We’re new to the ‘hood (Bev and Kenmore), and we’ve noticed a Catch 22 when it comes to the Spanish Speaking neighbors. If you start speaking English, people are offended because it’s as if they don’t want to be reminded that they’re in an English-​speaking country. You get the sense that they kind of resent being anyone’s novelty.
If you assume that they don’t speak English, they’re offended because the exact opposite is true. This is AMERICA, fool! Of course I speak English!
Anyway, once our inevitable cultural blunder was out of the way, we ordered a couple of beers and jumped on the freshly vacated pool table.
While we played pool, the bar lady gave us a plate of some cut-​up seasoned cucumbers. Perfect bar snack!
Juke Box plays Top 40 Latin hits (Dun ting ting ting dun daaaah ting ting-​a-​ting-​ting) DOPE. At one point a really drunk guy got a girl to dance with him.
We had another round and played another game. Killed another plate of cucumbers.
Bout an hour of diversion. About $ 20 for 4 beers, tip, and two games of $ 0.75 pool.
I chatted (in Spanish) with the lady at the bar, and she didn’t know where the name came from. Says it’s been around for about 30 years, 14 of which have been under her management.
It’s a teeny tiny cheap bar with a pool table. Formidable.

I like when places are listed but have zero reviews. Its almost as if Unilocal were daring you to go to these places «We know of this place — here is the info, why don’t you tell us how it is IF you survive!»…
Diamonds seemed to have an odd reservation when it came to this place — it did seem to be a very very neighborhood specific bar. Which means — we do not speak Spanish and probably should keep going. But as it is — we seem to fit in most places, if the locals don’t end up loving us by the end of the night. I mean we are all drinking right? We can get along at least long enough for us to finish a beer or two… right? Yes!
This place is much larger then we thought it would be — yet only one pool table which looked to be in use the whole night. Beer and Wine only. Pretty clean and pretty bland. We’ve been to much dicier Mexican bars for sure… No reason to dwell on this place. They do use every piece of beer p.o.p. they can get their hands on… The liquor store down the street has more ambiance.
On to Prime Time…