This dusty dive and biker bar may be situated on the extreme outskirts of the East Valley, but it's well worth the drive. Stop by the Apache Junction establishment and you'll be greeted by a long line of shiny motorcycles parked outside the front entrance. Inside, Jake's O Mine is typically filled with local hawg heads and their ladies, who pound drinks at its large bar or shoot some stick on the three billiards tables. Penny beers are available on Thursdays and various dollar drink specials are offered throughout the rest of the week. If you've got a hankering for down-home music or Southern-fried rock, various good ol' boy bands and country musicians do the pickin'-and-grinnin' thing on the weekends. Or if you're feeling brave, get a little ink to go along with your drink courtesy of the in-house tattoo artist who gets under the skin of patrons four nights a week.
Alcohol has a tendency to stir up emotions, annihilate shyness, and encourage certain risky behavior. Inhibitions start to evaporate while inebriated, leading some folks to consider daring activities they might not otherwise engage in. For example, many a tattoo has been acquired after staggering to a nearby body art parlor after a few (okay, more than a few) snifters of firewater. At Jake's-O-Mine, however, you can forgo the stumble, because they host an actual in-house tattoo artist.... More »
No scuzzy, butt-scattered patio at this dive. We call the smoking section at Jake's-O-Mine the party cage, because there's always a party in this small, makeshift smoking area. And, well, it looks like a cage.If the new anti-smoking law was meant to make you feel humiliated while smoking, then the Arizona voters who passed that thing have done their job. And Jake's seals the deal. You actually feel like a caged animal with chain link all around you. The only thing missing is kids throwing... More »