The Black Raspberry Pub

This place is a dive! But I love it. Best bar style pizza in the Plymouth area hands down! It’s always buy 3 get one free too! And they have great homemade chicken fingers!

Go here if you want terrible food and even worse service. This place is horrid ! The bartender ignored us for 10 minutes while she chatted with her «regulars «at the bar when she finally took our order We got the nachos and they were gross. Seriously how do you mess up nachos ?!

Came here the other night to play a lil pool. It’s pretty chill; I really don’t see what all the poor reviews are about. First, it’s kind of difficult to find– you have to drive all the way around the side of the building from where Roo Bar is. Upon entering, the first thing I noticed was the smell of fresh paint. The place is super clean and definitely could hold WAY more people than were there on a Friday night. Although they do have t.v.‘s around the bar, there’s a big projector over the pool tables which is kind of cool if you like that kind of thing. The d.j. was pretty average– I think he was really trying to play to the crowd, which was cool. Definitely more of a townie bar, probably owing to the fact it’s hard to find. Strong drinks, pizza served till closing, pool tables… overall pretty ideal bar. Minus one star because the music got pretty loud and just bad later at night, and the people watching was just kind of meh: dudes in work boots & chics in work out outfits

I’ve been twice in the past week because I enjoy their pizza. The first experience involved the waitress telling my friend and me that our pizza had been over cooked and that we would be waiting about another 7 minutes for the new one to hit the table. Once that pizza did arrive (buffalo chicken) I had to eat it with a fork because the toppings, while delicious, were sliding off. We ordered a second pizza (sausage and ricotta) and ended up with leftovers. Because it was half off pizzas that night, we were charged $ 1 for a box… a fee I felt they should have waived given the fate of our first pizza.
Went again, again on half off night and ordered the same pizzas. 5 minutes later we are informed that they are out of ricotta. Really? The sausage and ricotta pizza was really the reason I decided to head there at all. Just kind of annoying, ya know?
The drinks I had were ok — a pink starburst cocktail and a lings lemonade. The lemonade was better the first night.
The place has a lot of potential, but needs some attention to detail across the board and could definitely use some redecorating. It’s really outdated and the two pool tables are stained, presumably from spilled beverages.

Yo this place defines a dive bar. Nothing there is actually «good» but if you want to roll in with a crew and get reckless this is your place

I used to love the Raspberry pub, but I got to say it has gone down hill. A co worker and I went in for lunch (which somehow came to almost $ 40 for wings and salads) and both got food poisoning. Very disappointed the last few times I went and the sickness put it over the top. There is so much competition in Plymouth too!

I have only been to this place once, I thought it was not too bad, I never even really knew it existed. The crowd was older which I liked, people in their 30s up in to their 70s, it was kind of an interesting mix actually. The place was packed, but we found a seat at the bar and got service right away, we never waited for drinks at all at any point in the night. The bartenders were not very experienced and kind of appeared out of place, if that makes sense. The bartenders were all young girls, pretty, in revealing clothing, it just seemed at odds with the type of crowd, but it works I guess. The bar seemed overstaffed in my opinion, but it was good for us. There was live music, people were dancing, no drama, good vibe. Plenty of parking, good beer selection, long line for bathroom.

This is not a bar, or a bar scene that I appreciate. I went here one drunken night with a buddy and lost my keys somewhere in the restaurant. When I called the next day, nobody from the bar would spend a second trying to help me get my keys back. My High School Reunion was here and I did not attend, mostly because I hate this bar. It’s overcrowded, overpriced and has nothing special to offer. It is filled to brim with some of the last people on Earth I would want to socialize with. Trust me, it would be a real shame to even have one beer here.

I gave the Alumni café 4 stars so I have to give this the same. It’s much nicer than the Alumni, but that’s not saying much. And the pizza is just as good, if not better!
Bartenders are cool. Half price pizzas on Tuesday!

Love the beer selection! Hate the crowd. Everytime I have gone it’s these want to be thug life kids. So sad.

I will need to keep this rating PG, because a family friend frequents this place — cue how I would up here, with nothing better to do on a Saturday night spent at home with my family on the Cape.
Eeek!
I don’t even know where to begin. And maybe it’s because I’m a Bostonian, and this is Plymouth. No, that IS it.
So basically, this is a dark, hole in the wall, looks much like someone’s decorated garage or basement, where you might be tempted to break out a ping pong or beer pong table, throw back some beers and blast some tunes with your buddies. Which is pretty much what went on here, with the exception of beer /​ping pong.
Now that doesn’t sound so bad. Until you are a twenty something, and look around, and notice that the entire bar is the age of your parents. Or worse yet, your grandparents. And I’m not kidding when I tell you this place was full of grey haired dudes and cougars. I really wanted to throw up a lot of times.
And I’m not being age-​ist. I’m cool with hanging with older people — but I usually get that in during vacations with my parents and then with my family at Christmas and Thanksgiving.
So to top off the utter lack of character and people worth trying to talk to –most of the creepy guys would probably have taken my willingness to converse as a sign that I was either: a. drunk b. a prostitute or c. a drunk prostitute — they were PLUM OUT of Sam Seasonal and Shipyard Seasonal. At 10 pm on a Saturday night. Way to be!
What bar runs out of their seasonal beers before Saturday night even begins? And it’s not because this place is jumping, we wouldn’t want anyone to break a hip.
Gosh, I sound mean, but really, I would never go back here.
I DO NOT recommend this bar for anyone who:
A. enjoys good beer
B. enjoys good music
C. enjoys good looking people
D. was born after the year 1980
Point made.