Our Two Cents
If you’re into easy, weekend afternoon sipping with a friend or two, you owe it to yourself to amble over to Coles and 6th to visit Guillo’s. You enter from the corner and if you don’t have the door opened for you by the man himself, Guillo will probably be tending to a few duties barside atop a stool or behind the bar. Have a look around and you’ll catch a few TVs, a requisite Old Glory above the bar, maroon draped windows festooned in neon, a corner store style sliding-glass-door refrigeration unit chock full of beer, and in the back toward the restrooms lies the sacred billiard table.
Quiet weekend afternoon or full on Friday happy-hour unleashing, the crowd in Guillo’s is never raucous and rather friendly. Regulars abound in the shape of neighborhood locals, commuters and those passing by for work.
Once you take your seat at the bar, service is just around the corner. Guillo or his staff never let you sit around waiting, even if you’re a new face. All the Bud/Miller/Coors stuff is stocked along with a few Latin faves — Corona, Presidente to name a few. Heineken and a few of the big Eruo imports rear their heads as well. Guillo’s has wine and cocktails down too. Bar snacks are available and displayed on a rack behind the bar.
The real clincher on this place is the vibe. There’s something that feels very familiar about the joint, almost as if you’re having a few at home (if your living room were a good deal bigger and had a bar in it). Ideal for long talks with a few buddies over some very reasonably priced drinks.
On your way out, pop open the refrigerator and take a little somethin’ home with you. Sixers are readily available along with some odd, quart sized brews. Before leaving, be sure to say your farewells, Guillo will certainly reciprocate and he’ll have a chair and a cold one ready for you next time.