Peter D’s

Such a fun, warm atmosphere! Came here with my friends and felt like we were in a comfortable living room with the couches and soft lighting. The bartender was excellent and the karaōke dj on par. I highly recommend this place!

Huge dive bar. Karaōke is tight. Their dart board is great when it works. The bartenders are really nice. It’s a five minute drive from where I live. I can act a fool because I don’t know anyone there. It’s great ^^

It’s a solid dive bar. If you’re into fancy smancy places, or where the first question is, «what do you do?“go to utc and over pay. For a solid drink, good service, interesting bar people, go to Peter D’s. I drop by when there is traffic, all good.

Went on Mon night. Not crowded but not dead either. Rick is very nice, and reason enough to come out.
Music is not obtrusive. I liked it. Drink prices are more than reasonable. Pool is 75¢.
I’ll definitely be back!

Angie rules! Bud draft again and Angie back in action! Still no wifi but the draft flows!

Rick is a super friendly bartender and drink prices are pretty standard. When I went very few people were doing karaōke & there were a ton of burn-​out type people. I think its mostly locals and alcoholics but more likely local alcoholics.
I sang a couple of songs & this super drunk woman was yelling at me half the time. There were a few definite creeper types. I stayed here for less than a hr. It is rare that I would rather go home than spend more time at a karaōke bar. This is more like a dive that «happens to have karaōke».

Great little bar to drown your sorrows. The bartender was very nice and made good conversation.

Older kind of crowd. Love Daniel and Rick. Love me some thursday Karaōke. Wish my work didn’t keep me away so much but I am sure I will be back sometime. Drinks are a bit pricy for wells. Definitely would be back more often if the price was a bit better but the people who work there make it worth it.

While on vacation, we decided to check out one of the local dive bars and listen to (but not partake in) karaōke. The first thing I noticed was that there was plenty of parking in the strip mall location (always a good thing). The second was we were going to be immediately pegged as outsiders being that we were definitely the answer to «which thing does not belong» question. But instead of this turning into a B movie where we spend the rest of the night running for our lives, we were greeted by one of the friendliest bartenders south of West Hollywood. She made sure we had a pleasant stay, recommended some local restaurants, and even went so far as to try to talk us out of our premium vodka drink choices… what bartender tries to do that?!
As for the karaōke, I was already aware that living in Los Angeles tends to dramatically skew the baseline for karaōke being that every other patron used to be in a band or is trying to get a recording contract. At Peter D’s, the singer with the best voice was the security guy on the door; as soon as he covered the Bobby Darin version of Mack the Knife, I declared a winner and we got out of Dodge.

This is the only spot I go to. If you’re looking for strong cheap drinks and good times you’re in luck. If you’re looking for PB, OB or Downtown you took a wrong turn. Karaōke Thu, Fri & Sat it’s all about having fun. Try the Rumple Minze, it’s ice cold!

Probably one of the worst bars I have stepped foot in. The first thing you notice as you walk in is the foul urine odor and then the depressing 70’s-like décor.
Some of the regulars are down-​right racist and sexist and have the audacity to let everyone in the bar know. One of them offended me and my friends. He was being derogatory towards women and threw up the HITLER sign!!! My friends and I were the only ones in the bar to speak up to such ignorant conduct, but the bar tender asked us to leave. The bar tender actually CONDONES this type of behavior.
I can’t believe that this day in age 2014! and in San Diego California!!! my friends and I witnessed this type of unbelievable behavior. I felt like I literally stepped back into one of the worst times in history.

Looking for a karaōke bar? Well look no further! Come here on Friday’s and Saturday’s and get on stage to sing or hang out and just sing along.
Don’t be shy! Everyone is really friendly and won’t judge if you sing terribly (check) or messed up the lyrics even though they are right there in front of you (check). You should sign up for the song when you get there. Sometimes it can take an hour for you to get called on. I have to say I like going here for karaōke more than the Carriage House (although you’ll get a lot more chances to get up and sing at Carriage House) or the asian karaōke studios (too intimate and no drinks!). Some of the singers are so good. You can tell they’ve been rehearsing for karaōke night. It’s really entertaining to hear everyone sing
The drinks are strong! They have a pool table. The place looks a little sketch from the outside, but I can assure you that it’s not as rough as you would think.
Oh and their $ 2 Tuesdays are awesome!

Well first time in and this place is great. Nice mellow crowd and a funky juke box playing the grateful dead. Rick is a classy dude, old school bartender… they should make a movie just to have him be «the guy behind the bar» in it. Cheap drinks, great bar!

Not my cup of tea. My taste typically takes me downtown, north park or pb. This is definitely a dive bar where the age range is tipped towards the elderly. I’ve been a few times with friends and is basically used to pre-​game when there’s nothing at the house, even though there’s a liquor store 50ft away.
Prices are decent and I’ve never really seen more than 20ppl in there at a time.

This place is creepy and depresssing. Soooo small.
Total meat market if you are a single girl (as in you are small delicious prey and some of the men are hungry…)
The stage is kind of awesome though– it’s 1 – 2 people big and has the foil curtain effect often seen in the 70’s in the background.

It is a dive bar for sure… it is not fancy… The other people who have reviewed it and say that it is unwelcoming or they were «stared at» are full of it… or they are full of themselves. You can go here and get a drink for cheap and with the right people you can have a good time.
The place is simple, it has a big bar and 2 pool tables, thats it.
it is fun to go to and I have been there many times. drinks are cheap and thats all i care about…
only bad thing is: No Draft Beer… oh well, only bottles.

People we were meeting were late meeting us so we walked in, and then swiftly walked out to sit in our car. The type of place everyone stares at you if you look like you are wearing clean clothes and not dressed like a drug addict .
Outside was even better! We saw a guy standing outside the Laundromat next door clearly selling drugs to passing cars that rolled up. And a ropey old hooker who went away in a few cars and was dropped off outside the bar again.
If you are normal and like this place then you may enjoy feeling like a big fish in a very small pond. I used a ton of hand sanitizer when we got back to the car and I had only touched the door handle!
If you like going out looking like a total slob, enjoy old meth addicts, professional alcoholics and the dregs of humanity this is the place for you! Worst place ever! Totally disgusting.

I used to go here all the time when I was living in SD. Originally was nearby to go to one of the few Curry houses at the time. When we walked in the first time, we were a bit unsure. Then we were one of the family! Slick Rick is a hero. I remember once when the strip mall was having the electri… city worked on, so there was no power. Did that stop the place from opening? Hell no. Candles baby! Did this stop Rick and co opening? No chance. Candles baby! This guy fell asleep. In any normal bar, this is a chucking out offence. Not in Peter D’s, Rick struck the bell and shouted «We got a sleeper!!».
I remember one of the local ladies had a delightful, massive swastika tattooed on her back. «Don’t screw here, she got AIDS», the bartender helpfully said.
I went back there last year for the first time since 03. «Rick!» I cried, «.remember me?». I needed to give him the first letter of my name, but he remembered! What a place!
Also, another night, I ended up driving Slick’s car about after we had drank there till closing. Another time a guy and Rick were trading punches over the bar, only to be hugging each other moments later. «All part of the game» said the great man!
Cheap beer, cheaper woman, but really nice folk. i echo what others have said about it being better when there is not Karaōke.

Pretty flippin’ sweet if you ask me. I can’t comment on prices because I bought the first round and for the life of me can’t remember how many drinks that included or how much my tab came to… Oh well, it’s probably not that much, right? This place is in a pretty random location, so I imagine they offer decent deals and drink specials.
The bartender #WINNING was hilarious! He was very charismatic and really made the night interesting. We were there on a karaōke night, and I had enough liquid courage to bust out «Ballroom Blitz.» Even though I suck, I had a great time making a fool of myself.
A party bus rolled through when we were there and they brought an interesting cast of characters and I even scored some beads… or pearl necklaces? Can’t remember which, maybe both?
This was probably the only stop of the night I remember enough about to write an informed review, but it was a stop worth remembering. If I ever have a DD or find myself up in the Clairemont area looking for some laughs and drinks, I will most definitely stop by again.

You have to know what you’re getting into before you head over to a place like Peter D’s. Is it going to be a place with loud music, a dance floor and the young and attractive of San Diego congregating? Will you be able to order specialty cocktails and a unique Peter-​tini? Of course not. It’s a dive bar in the truest sense of the word. Full of a weird mix of meth heads, unemployed dudes, 47 year old black out drunk women, 24 year olds there for karaōke, etc.
It is located in a depressing strip mall with a Smart and Final and a taco shop next door. It is one big dark room, with a long, squareish bar occupying the entire center of the place. There is a stage used for karaōke and god knows what else, and a couple pool tables. Beer is cheap here, liquor is cheap here, and they sometimes will order a pizza from down the road and sell slices. Beware, the pizza may have been sitting there for a while.
Rick, the usual bartender, is a riot. Look for him to not be wearing shoes behind the bar. Consider yourself lucky if he feeds you some of his D-​level jokes. Contrary to Paola R’s beliefs, he doesn’t just dish out shots, but I could see him being in the mood once in a while.
To describe a typical Peter D’s experience, last trip there were 2 middle aged women completely blotto drunk. There were 3 other people there counting us. One woman fell into the gumball machine and knocked it over. I couldn’t tell if her goal was to get plowed or just to get loaded, but it was a sight, and a relatively tame Peter D’s experience. I’ve heard stories of a 28 year old acquaintance who took home a homeless lady that parked her shopping cart out front. It’s just a different world, and in my opinion, a dying breed. I’d much rather have this unique experience than go to PB Bar and Grill or somewhere similar like the rest of my age group.
One note, the taco shop next door is a fine place to pick up food to bring over to Peter D’s.