Hallie was an awesome waitstaff!…read more The sweet potato fries were the best I have had in my entire life! I had the brickhouse burger and my buddy got the tenderloin- both delicious. Can't wait to return....

I may be biased because this is not the type of food that I normally would gravitate towards, but…read moreour party wanted to go here. I ordered the grilled chicken sandwich, and it was decent. The burnt ends were the highlight of the meal. The service was friendly, but I personally wouldn't rush back.

Food was good, service was good, sitting outside on the rooftop was nice! We will definitely be…read moreback again soon!

Sunday evening 5:30 walked in hardly anyone there 20 min went by no waitress or acknowledgement to…read moreour table Got up walked out they just lost about 100.00 in food order Won't be rushing back

the bartender was nice and attentive! Butch's pizza and beer were a 10 out of 10! Lots of games…read moreinside and gives a good vibe!

There is not a modicum of sense in assigning a numerical score to a bar like this. Washington has 5…read moremain bars that I can think of off the top of my head, and which one is best will be contingent upon your socioeconomic status and existential demeanor. Small rural towns in the Midwestern US are generally wastelands in a tangible sense, that goes without saying; but there exists a more abstract sense of desolation that tends to swallow one whole if a little too much time is spent in a town so bereft of anything that could reasonably be called cultural. Disgruntled, romantically hopeless drunks like me are often inaccurately characterized as decrepit, amoral, underachieving dregs of society that have no need for anything but themselves and the bottle. Pretty much accurate, but my main point of contention with this portrait lies in the blatant falseness of the last bit. Drunks like us, we need people. We need a place to go to drink with jaded folks facing the same eternal war on tedium and disappointment that is living in a town like Washington, IL. Drunks like us, we don't go to the bar necessarily to have a good time. We go because if we're given nothing but free time in the glorified solitary confinement that is one's living quarters, we'll lose our fucking minds. The main directive of this site is completely worthless when it comes to assessing local watering holes like Parish's. If I was a random visitor, I would visit it and be thoroughly unimpressed. You probably have a bar exactly like this in your hometown, and you love it for two reasons: the staff and the regulars. Over time, you foster a relationship with the two that ensures that if you're down on your luck and have fuck all to do with your night off, you can always head down and avoid staring at your bedroom wall until you pass out. How many times have I seen two people unsuccessfully hustle me and proceed to copulate on a pool table while the couple thought everyone was outside? Once, but that's still enough to prove a point. How many times have I been inundated with whisky-drenched tales from the past of smuggling pounds of cocaine around state lines from guys with 7+ DUIs? More than I can count. Dive bars are ideal temporary residences for drunks like me because it's a way to playfully repel the malaise of untapped potential that forces one to be a glorified automaton in a small, boring town by letting the id take over and run its course. Then of course, there's the staff. Dive bar lore is rife with stupid, inaccurate adages suggesting things along the lines of a loyal bartender being better than any therapist you could hire. That's bullshit almost 100% of the time; often they're simply nodding in agreement and allowing your bleating to go in one ear and out the other. That isn't the case here. Rick is a true lifer in the greatest sense of the word and will bend over backwards to help out the loyal regulars. Lord knows he's done it for me countless times. Dani refuses to take my tips because she knows I'm perpetually broke, has gone out of her way to feed me because she knows I rarely eat, and has, along with her husband David, a Thursday regular, taken an active interest in my problems far beyond empty regurgitation. They informally "adopted" my brother and me, because, in their own words, "you guys are exactly what I'd like our children to grow up to be like." Last Thanksgiving, when I texted her asking if the bar would be open, she responded that they would not and asked if I had a place to go for dinner. I had to work. Sure enough, she shows up with a massive plate of food and a bottle of whisky. If you haven't noticed already, I deeply love this nondescript, forgettable-to-outsiders bar. Not in the pedestrian manner that stupid fucking Toby Keith song celebrates. Drunks like us, we don't go to our local dives to celebrate temporary egalitarianism and yee-haw Saturday nights as a fun little break from our everyday life. We go to our local dives because without them, we'd have no other place to wallow in the utter senselessness of living in a town like Washington without losing our minds.

If I lived nearby I might eat here weekly. The restaurant is big, service attentive, food really…read moregood, portions large enough to share, prices reasonable. We were passing thru. We've been here before so I made it our destination for lunch. Tried and true. No reason to change. Four of us were dining. Keps burger with American cheese, bacon, fried egg and onion. Huge and served with fries. Rated 5 stars. Chicken quesadilla 3 stars. It was average it taste. But extremely large. Huge value. Can serve 4. Chips and salsa nothing special Grilled cheese five plus stars. The very best grilled cheese I've had. It comes with fries or frips. Frips are potato chips. Homemade and delicious. Drinks are reasonably priced. Service was really good and attentive.

Good place to watch sporting event. Highly recommend ditching the tiny styrofoam plates served with…read morethe pizza. Also recommend using fresh mushrooms on pizza.

Recently my second visit to Germantown Grille and it was as good as the first. Friendly, polite…read morestaff. Terrific service. Great neighborhood atmosphere. Lots of TV's if you want to watch. You can easily tell this is a popular bar and restaurant. Really enjoyed coming back and the food is tasty! Especially the onion rings. Thanks to everyone at the Germantown Grille!

I had the patty melt which was excellent with the special sauce. My husband had the pork tenderloin…read moresandwich which is big enough for 2-3 hungry people. Very happy with the food selections.

Review Visit: February 19th, 2016…read more Alpha Bravo was just Alpha Oscar Kilo Alpha Yankee. Over the years, I have gotten many coupons in the mail for local restaurants. You have probably experienced similar things. These coupon books have been incredibly helpful for me to discover local places while getting a good deal. I've seen offers for Alpha Bravo in just about every single one. Finally, a friend and I decided to try them out since we seen their coupons all the time. Advertising at work. We strolled in on a sunny and warm winter day with empty bellies and a coupon in hand. I think our deal was... Buy one entree, get one half off or free. Either way, it was a good deal in our eyes. As we walked in, we immediately noticed that the place was dedicated to military veterans. I think that is really cool. Both of us were hungry for burgers and the menu had some pretty good sounding options. The BBQ Bacon Cheeseburger was calling my name and that is was I got. My friend got just the Bacon Cheeseburger. We both got some fries to accompany our burgers. As we were sitting there and conversing, I noticed that the people there were giving us some weird side-eyes. Like, we weren't the regular people who visit and/or we weren't military vets and didn't belong there. That was kind of unsettling in a way. Luckily, our food didn't take too long to cook and be brought out to us. Excited to distract us from the strange looks by the people around us, we dug in as quick as we could. For the amount of delicious toppings on the burger, I couldn't fathom how each bite had no flavor. Somehow, they achieved the impossible. A tasteless burger. This was immensely disappointing as it looked amazing and smelled great. Luckily, the fries that came with it had some flavor. I got some queso to put on them and that was a delicious choice. With the weird glances from the other patrons and the bland burger, the meal was overall saved by the good fries, good conversation and the coupon deal we had. Should the opportunity arise, I would love to try the place again. The fact that they support veterans is really awesome in my book.

We stop by often. Nightly specials are great. Our favorite is chicken strips on Thursdays. They are…read morebig, juicy, and reasonable. The staff is always fun and friendly.

Khoury's is an amazing restaurant with everything made fresh to order, including the hummus! The…read moregarlic chicken wrap was equally flavourful. The owner is a very nice man and he's been making delicious food for 30 years at this venue. Portions are large and you may have leftovers.

Incredible, high quality food made with love. Had such an amazing experience with the staff and the…read moreowner, and look forward to coming back.

Great service, polite staff. Cajun shrimp was great, I'd personally avoid anything not pasta on the…read moremenu

Julie and I visited Bernardi's in Washington on Thursday, August 6, 2026, to meet up with a group…read moreof friends. There were eight of us at the table. When we arrived, the other six people in our group were already there, having drinks and sharing bread from the basket provided at the table. We ordered our meals, and when our food arrived, I asked for some additional bread to go with my meal. I was told, rather abruptly, that there was only one basket of bread per table. What I found particularly frustrating was that there were other tables with only two people sitting at them, and they had a full basket of bread. Meanwhile, our table of eight was expected to share one basket. I even offered to pay for additional bread, but I was simply told no, and I never received any additional bread. The policy itself was disappointing, but what really bothered me was the way the situation was handled. The waitress was extremely abrasive and difficult to understand, and there was no attempt to explain the policy or offer any alternative. A simple explanation such as, "I'm sorry, we have a new policy, but you can purchase additional bread if you'd like," would have been completely different. We have traditionally enjoyed Bernardi's and have gone there about once a week, either dining in or getting carryout. Unfortunately, after this experience, I won't be returning. Restaurants have plenty of competition, and when you're spending your hard-earned money somewhere, you should be treated with courtesy and respect. I understand that restaurants can change their policies, even policies I may not agree with. What I don't understand or accept is being treated rudely when simply asking for something as basic as a piece of bread with my meal. It wasn't the bread that ultimately made me decide not to return. It was the way I was treated.

Quick service, loved the wizards, shakes, and cheeseburgers. The super nacho was very…read moreunderwhelming especially for the price.

Review Visit: September 7th, 2014…read more The Ice Cream Shack of Sunnyland... located in Washington? We are here to talk about the ice cream shack of....... Sunnyland. My friend Matt and I decided to come here after grabbing some pizza from Aurelio's in Peoria. After having some greasy pizza, you need something sweet and delectable to wrap up after a day of exceeding the recommended number of calories per day. We arrived shortly after the sun went down. You almost wouldn't be able to tell as the line of cars in their drive-thru was enough to make it seem like midday. That is a bit of an exaggeration but whenever I cruise by and it's 'ice cream shack season', there is a line about 10-15 cars deep. This night was no exception. After squeezing in a parking spot, we got in the human line that wasn't as long as the car line but still impressive for the time of day. As we had plenty of time to look over the menu, Matt and I couldn't help but remark at the millions of items on the menu. The size of the building leads you to be fooled in to thinking that this place serves only the basics. It felt like reading a novel as I looked over the dozens of options. I'm not sure what Matt ordered but I remember getting a peanut butter malt/shake/blizzard. I don't remember what the specific type of ice cream novelty drink it was but I remember it being delicious. I could tell by Matt's smile that he was equally enjoying his drink as well. Not wanting to be locked in the parking spot by the ever-long line from the drive thru, we hopped in at took off. Since it was a quick visit, this is a short post. I have only been here the one time but I would love to revisit some day and try the bazillions of food offerings they have along with another peanut butter... anything. Yeah, I have a peanut butter addiction.