The Jackrabbit Tavern EST. 1962 — SCOTTSDALE, ARIZONA
COLD BEER ★ POOL ★ JUKEBOX ★ LIVE MUSIC
Sixty-odd years of cold beer, straight pool, and a jukebox that still takes quarters.
COLD BEER ★ POOL ★ JUKEBOX ★ LIVE MUSIC
Sixty-odd years of cold beer, straight pool, and a jukebox that still takes quarters.
★ NO COVER, EVER ★
The board changes nightly. The beer stays cold.
Four owners, three jukeboxes, one rule: everybody gets a first name. The pool table came in on a flatbed in ’74 and hasn’t moved since. The neon out front went dark exactly once — the monsoon of ’89 — and the regulars drank by candlelight until it hummed back on. We are not old-timey. We are just old, and we like it that way.
★ WORD AT THE BAR ★
“Been coming since my first legal beer in ’78. Same stool. The bartender’s kid pours my draft now.”
— Denny R. REGULAR SINCE 1978
“The jukebox has Waylon, the table rolls true, and nobody has ever once rushed me out the door.”
— Carla M. TUESDAY TRIVIA CHAMP
“Came in for one beer after work in 2009. Still coming. Ask for the green chile burger.”
— Tom H. STOOL NO. 4
★ YOU CAN’T MISS THE SIGN ★
★ HOLDS ABOUT FORTY ★
Birthdays, retirements, wakes, watch parties. Its own bar, its own dartboard, your own bartender.
We’ll ring you within a day to square it away.
In a hurry? Call the bar.