Cozy Cafe

Walk in and you're liable to be greeted by a drunken hello and someone trying to guess your name, or asking if you've been in the service.  Look over and there's a quiet guy at the end of the bar, with a white beard so long that Santa would be envious.  If you checked, he might be actually fixed to the chair, he's been there so long.  The young guy behind the bar is an old soul, and is quick to join in any funny conversation you might be having, and add his own tale or two.  

The beer is cheap, the company is jovial, and most of the time friendly.  The bathrooms are less than spotless.  Ladies, watch your bottoms.  

It's a DIVE - wtf did you expect?

Perfect dive! Outdated memorabilia upon the wood paneling, trophies attained by softball giants of the Cozy's yester-years, and a slew of approachable locals that have never given our dive-crew any guff.

PBR on tap for a 1.75, two pool tables, a rocking jukebox, and plenty of people to ham it up with and have a drunken laugh. Cozy is the dive-bar-deal!

Glide your feet across the floor, mosey on up to the bar and belly up kids.  Indulge in some cold beer.  Then glide your feet across the sticky floor, stumble out and hitch hike home like the good ol' days.  

Dive on in...