The phone rings. Well, actually it is a text message. “We’re at the Dirty Dogg Saloon. You should be here, you’d love it. Best bar in Scottsdale.”

What the heck, I don’t have anything better to do at 9:30pm. But when I think “Scottsdale bar” I think 50 year old women dressed like they wish they were 25, high priced drinks and just general snobbery.  Yeah I know that’s a stereotypical reaction, shame on me, but have you been to many Scottsdale bars lately?

As I pull into the parking lot, I’m looking at four Harley’s. Nice, “I want that bike!” Harley’s. So apparently this is not your typical Scottsdale bar.

Then I hear the rock and roll music.

A biker friendly rock and roll bar, in Scottsdale?

With poker on Monday nights, live music on Thursday and Sunday nights, and a good old fashioned wet t-shirt contest on Wednesdays? Seriously?

Maybe we aren’t really in Scottsdale any more. Perhaps somewhere along the drive up the 101 I was teleported to Nirvana?

Thinking the drink prices will snap me back to reality, I belly up to the bar. I’ve missed the five hour long daily happy hour with its ridiculously low prices, but am pleased as punch to see that the regular prices are very un-Scottsdale like.

Reasonable and affordable in other words.

Now I would be remiss if I didn’t report that the bartender was a rather attractive young lady wearing an outfit that were it priced based on the amount of material involved, the cost would rival the Dirty Dogg’s $2 special on PBRs. Hey, I am a VERY happily married man, but I’d still rather have an attractive woman and not some big fat sweaty guy serving up ice cold beers. She was also a great bartender. Friendly, but not “I’m going to kiss your ass for a bigger tip” friendly, and efficient.

Then I looked up and noticed bras hanging from the rafters. Yeah, bras. It seems the servers will occasionally go “Coyote Ugly” (as in the movie) and dance on the bar. And hang upside down from the rafters. And Hula Hoop. Upside down. Hula hooping standing upright isn’t easy, try doing it upside down”¦ Apparently sometimes a customer will get adventurous and join the trained professionals. I suppose sometimes the amateurs will let those pros remove their bras, which are then hung from the rafters.

Right about now someone must be thinking, “What kind of place is this exactly?”

It’s all good clean fun. It’s not like anyone gets naked. I hear it can get a little rowdy sometimes, but what’s the harm in that? It gathers an eclectic crowd that is nothing like the stereotypical Scottsdale bar crowd. Real people, having real fun at a cool place that is affordable.

There’s a lot to be said for that.

Is it the best bar in Scottsdale? Well, that depends on what trips your trigger in bars. Of course I haven’t been to every bar in Scottsdale, but I can now stop looking for a “Jay kind of place” ”“ I found it.

It’s probably a good thing it isn’t closer to my house. Else I’d be hanging out at the Dirty Dogg way too often”¦

The Original Dirty Dogg Rock ”˜n Roll Saloon
Southeast corner of Shea & Scottsdale Rd. (map)
Phone: 480-368-8095
Mon ”“ Fri 3:00pm ”“ 2:00am
Sat & Sun 1:00pm ”“ 2:00am