It would take Jack London or Kerouac to adequately describe how this warehouse - it truly is a warehouse - can be such an inviting place to visit. The old brick building is enormous, half of it is abandoned or sealed off, and the rest is bar -- a real life "build it over here, Bob" bar. The floor's all crooked. Short people can't get served on the bay side of the bar. Bartenders wouldn't see them. If you order the right drink, the bartender will ring a bell. Can't beat that. They have hundreds of beers. I got a cooler tour. Wow. They've got a dinning room with the biggest round wooden tables you'll ever see. And there's a bear. And the outside is the best. You can choose to sit on a slab of concrete, or on a taller slab of concrete. When live music plays, we bring our own chairs and set up in the yard. The massive Port Costa public parking lot is an extention of the bar so there's always room. If you're on a Harley, you have found home. Harley sweet home. If you like wide open spaces and the freedom to stroll through history wihen you're out clubbing, you've found home. Check out the old theater sign in the yard. What does it say?
The Burlington Hotel of sorts across the street. I think it's still open for business.
They might even rent you a room cheap across the street if you drink too much and can't drive home.