JOHN DOE is your typical Joe six-pack American; an average Joe with a Joe Schmo job and a Joe Blow life (don't interchange the last two, smart Aleck). When he first started dating his plain-Jane girlfriend Jane Doe, she appeared to be full of Joy. But after a year of living together, she turned into a Debbie downer, a negative Nancy, and a nervous Nellie all rolled into Juan.
Last night John came home and found a Dear John letter Bobby-pinned to the Tiffany lamp on his antique spinning Jenny. According to the letter, Jane had been sharing her Kitty-Cat with every Tom, Dick and Harry in the apartment complex and now she was gonna Skip town with some hairy Dick named Tommy who was working as a Mason after years of flying Twin Hueys for Uncle Sam.
John put the letter away and quietly made himself dinner: a Caesar's salad, a Sloppy Joe, and an Arnold Palmer. For dessert, he had double Margaritas and Bloody Marys until it was time to Ralph sloppy-Joe-upChuck all over the John. The following afternoon he had a cup of Joe and a nervous breakdown. He was about to slip himself a Mickey and drive off a Cliff but his two Buddies Lazy Louie and Layabout Larry showed up just in the Nick of time.
"Jeez Louise, are you Joshing me with this gloomy Gus routine?" said Larry, "You're Scott free now!"
"To the Max!" added Louie, "You should be Johnny-on-the spot shaggin' Sheilas!"
After a few hours, they restored his Faith and Hope in humanity and convinced him to go out and party like Disco Dave till the break of Dawn. John got all dapper Dan in his best duds and they took him to Taylor's in Ktown for steaks and Brandy, then over to Hank's Bar for Rob Roys and Harvey Wallbangers. At the end of the night, they found themselves at a Dusty Ben known as Dave's in the Dale of Glen, and when John ran up to the KJ booth to put his name on the karaoke list, he noticed SIX other crooners waiting ahead of him: some Herb named Amos was singing "Maria" by Ricky Martin; Mitchell was doing "Peggy Sue" by Buddy Holly; Stewart was signed up to Wade through his rendition of "Marianne" by Tori Amos; Paula had "Amelia" by Joni Mitchell; Martin was doing "Maggie May" by Rod Stewart; and Rikki, Hollie, Joanie, Buddy, Rodd and Torrey were all gonna Chip in on a group version of "Hey Paula" by Paul and Paula.
Joe and company took a seat at the bar and started a Tab. In his Ken, John spotted a Bonnie Angel in a Lacy Heather Gray top and a Ruby red skirt. "Mary Magdalene full of Grace!" he blurted, "did Cupid just Grant me a Venus?"
"That's right, Junior," said Larry, "now stop staring like a Randy peeping Tom and go get Gabby with her."
"I'm a Tad Rusty," he admitted, "I May not know what to say."
"Just be Frank with her. Think of her as a hot tart on a lazy Susan just waiting to get picked up."
"Nah, she's got a prima Donna attitude. I can tell."
"For Pete's sake," interrupted Louie, "stop being a doubting Thomas and go talk to that Betty!"
"Yeah, Nancy boy - move it!"
John Rose to his feet like Billy badass and approached her. He gave her a Pat on the back and she turned around with a Flip of her Tawny hair. "Doe ... John Doe," he said as her Hazel eyes stared blankly at him with complete disinterest. "Also known as John Q. Public," he added... to more silent disinterest. "Not exactly a chatty Cathy are you?"
"Hit the road, Jack," she replied in a Curt manner.
"I just came over to tell you that you have sexy legs ..." he said as she Drew her eyelids together, glaring suspiciously, "... what time do they open?" And with a sudden Sally of rage she stepped forward and kneed him right in his Jimmy sack.
"Great Scott!" he squealed as he doubled over in pain, all Misty-eyed -- grabbing his Peter. He could feel a Charlie horse growing on his Jewels as he slowly limped back to his Buddies, who had erupted in a Gale of laughter.
"What in Sam Hill was that?!" they teased, "That was so Raven, Slick Rick!!"
"I think she left a Mark," groaned John to more laughter. "If that Millie broke my Willy I'm gonna Sue her and get Rich."
Just then, straight out of the Norm, an onlooker drinking a Martini with no Olive, put a Stella and a shot of Jack on his Bill and had it delivered to John out of Ruth. The fellas didn't recognize who the generous stranger was at first because he was wearing a ball cap, but he turned out to be a pretty famous Guy. I would tell you who he was but I'm not a name dropper like that.
I won't judge this as a "Glendale bar" because I haven't been to many bars in Glendale. Â I'll judge it relative to all the other bars I've been to in my life. Â If I do that then I gotta rank this up way at the top.
If you're a Valley regular it'll remind you a little of The Barrel. Â For the Westsiders it's similar to Mom's and Backstage without the large dance area.
The bar is LOADED with all sorts of booze and there's ample bowls of bar snacks spread out with free hot dogs on certain nights. Â There's a couple of TVs for games and a couple of touch screen video game systems is you're a loner. Â However, the bartenders are all friendly and are more than happy to keep you company.
The seating is pretty good for small or big groups but the bar is on the smaller side so don't try to host a class reunion here.
I'm there mostly on Mondays after bowling and that's either live band or karaoke night. Â The karaoke is casual and fun and the bands are usually pretty entertaining. Â I saw Gemeni here for the first time and they're a great sister act.
No food is served, other than those hot dogs and snacks, so plan to eat before or after you come. Â
There's a tiny parking lot next door that might be a little awkward to navigate so find some street parking or be sneaky and park in the court parking lot across the street.
If you ever see me there in my bowling shirt mention this review and I'll buy you a shot of pomegranate tequila!
To quote a good friend, "It's got that dive bar feel without being 'stabby'."
I don't know how better to say it. The Karaoke was fun, the KJ was friendly and awesome, and the bartender was  super old school.
They had a great regular named jukebox Eric who had to be in his 80s (probably in the 1980s) but he was still crooning it up.
I'd come back here anytime.
Pros:
1. CHEAP drinks
2. Pool table
3. Small outdoor area in the back for smokers
Cons:
1. Rude staff. Especially the older male bartender with the mustache and glasses. He was very unfriendly the whole time. At one point I had just come in from outside with a friend and we saw the unisex bathroom at the back of the bar. There was already a girl in there, so we got in line. When the girl came out, my girl friend went in and as she did this guy at the bar started yelling at her saying she couldn't go in there. Well, she didn't hear them before she went in, but the bartender came up to me and said "you can't use this bathroom. It's handicapped only. Are you handicapped?". He said "are you handicapped" in a very condescending manner, and I am obviously not, so I said "no, I didn't realize this was a handicapped bathroom". Plus, a girl had just come out of there who was definitely not handicapped and the sign said UNISEX, nothing about handicapped. He then told me that the women's restroom was near the front of the bar. I apologized and told him that I hadn't seen it. If the bathroom in the back is apparently for the handicapped, and the bathroom in the front is for women, do the men just shit in their empty glasses?
2. Like any true dive bar, this is a small place, but not to worry, I've never seen more than about 20 people in there. There's a reason for that.
3. If you are any younger than 40, you will get strange looks from the depressed alcoholic regulars. Seriously half the people in this bar look like they want to kill themselves.
If you are looking for a cheap dive bar near Glendale, skip Dave's and go to The Roost in Atwater Village. Much better service, drinks, vibe, everything.
I liked this place until i walked out as a DD paying $16 for coke and it wasn't eve n white. Â The bartender looks just like Robert Goulet, and his voice is 100% worse. Â The karaoke is great though. Meg knows what she's doing with the sound system. Â The bartender is a total waste of space tho.
Review Source:Dave's on Broadway is one of those dark, seedy looking bars with great deals. So if you're a hipster in Glendale looking for a place to enjoy your Pabst, this is it.
$3-4 well drinks during happy hour is SWEET (because they pour like they mean it). They have a pool table and self-serve hot dogs too (at least when we went).
Pros: I have lived in Glendale all my life and I have never once stepped into this bar. By chance me and a friend decided to this past weekend and I was amazed at what I saw. Friendly people, good looking girls and a singing bartender. The drinks that we had were just a few beers, but I will be back for the mixed drink specials soon
Cons: Small, if you have a big crowd you will not find room to sit together.
Yuppie: "Hey, this isn't faux dive. This is a dive."
Moe: "You're a long way from home, yuppie-boy. I'll start a tab."
Dave's is like the real world Moe's but with more weekly event nights. I prefer the nights when nothing's happening. But even when they're having karaoke, it's not crazy loud so you can still almost hear your tears as you cry into your whiskey.
This place is the dive of dive bars, but it's kinda awesome in it's own way. There's always interesting characters in this place and many patrons will strike up friendly conversation with you if you're out back having a cigarette.
There are some older patrons who seem like they have been coming to this same watering hole for years and they're not too keen on the younger crowd disrupting their routine. But oh well.
The bartenders there are hit and miss. However, most of the female bartenders are absolutely wonderful. One in particular, Mustang Sally, has always been super nice and talkative. Probably the sweetest bar tender I've ever encountered.
I've had a few issues on various occasions. Once they did last call over an hour before closing with maybe 25 people inside. Stuff like that confuses me. I can't tell if they've been around so long that they just don't care or if that's some sort of slight to me because they didn't want us drinking there.
It took a while for the patrons and bartenders to warm up to us. I've never really figured out why we seem to get the cold shoulder sometimes. I've seen younger kids, who look like regulars, getting shit faced and being loud and no one seems to mind that. I've barely made my presence known and the bartender acts like I'm the dick? Makes no sense.
Anyway, it's a relatively small place with a pool table and karaoke / live bands. I gotta say though, their karaoke books are pretty extensive and that's pretty rad. There is a live band kareoke that plays sometimes and those are the best nights because everyone seems to have a great time.
Went to this bar to see a friend's cover band play and came out a new fan of a great dive bar. I mean, we're talking east coast style dive bar with wood paneling, boombox (possibly with XM radio...), one stall bathrooms and free hot dogs in a crockpot near the one pool table. But it's no nonsense, it's no attitude, it's not even like its in LA County.
Tracey is simply the greatest bartender there is - so go on Saturdays to hang with her. She learns your name, she knows your drink, she's awesome to talk to, she's a great singer and she makes some killer unique shots.
Every night is something different - karaoke, cover bands, open mic - and the pool table is free on Sundays. Parking is easy in the streets surrounding, no cover no matter what night it is and no fussy bouncers acting tough. I mean, its Glendale so its chill.
I love dive bars. Â Occassionally, I'll slip into a little dive bar to get away from the rest of the world. Â Finally had the chance to check out Dave's on Broadway and yes the drinks are cheap and stiff. Â Great bartender(s) and fun patrons, oh on Tuesdays, free pizza (cheap, stiff drinks plus free food equals a fat tip for the bartender in my book). Â
Apparently it is the oldest bar in Glendale and there's a cool b/w picture behind the bar to prove it. Â I'll be back to Dave's.
Total (super tiny!) dive bar. It was an "interesting" place for our group (of 8) to meet up for drinks/catching-up. The regulars here seem to know each other pretty well (cue in 'Cheers' theme song) and if you want a mature crowd (mature being over 40?), this is the place to go. That's not meant as an insult in anyway, I'm just saying. Ahem.
Drinks seem to be less than most bars which is good. (It was also nice to get carded ha) Â It wasn't a karaoke night so I can't comment on that but background music-wise... it was pretty mellow. I mean, a Frank Sinatra classic came on after 'Girl from Impanema', so if you're looking to dance or sing along to more 'modern' music, head across the street to Jewel City Bowl which is where we ended up after a few drinks and obnoxious laughing at Dave's.
Other notes? Free street parking! Kind of a "quiet" area since most everyone is/was probably at/near the Americana. :)
No bouncer, cheap drinks, bartender singing from behind the bar, chill and supportive patrons, an extensive song book, a fun KDJ (karaoke DJ)and a surprisingly clean ladies room make Dave's On Broadway a new karaoke favorite of mine!
Just woke up from a kick-ass night of Friday night karaoke at Dave's with a big smile on my face. A true dive bar with much older male patrons who either are there to keep to themselves to have a drink, or belt out a wonderfully romantic tunes (unlike the trendy transformed watering holes that call themselves dives in my area of LA), my friend C. celebrated her 28th Birthday there and it was awesome! Â The people were really great - the KDJ gave C. a free B.J. shot and the patrons (a mix of older and a small smattering of younger people) let her go crazy and didn't give her shit for it. Â And the other singers - a beautiful woman with her crew belted out a lovely rendition of White Rabbit while the older gentlemen sang romantic songs. Â Don't expect to sing too many times there as the KDJ wants to make sure everyone's had at least one chance to sing.
Dave's isn't that big so don't try to roll with a huge crowd, but for a dive bar with a chill neighborhood feel, check it out. Oh and they've got a pool table too!
Karaoke on Wed/Fri nights is pretty awesome. Chill, supportive crowd! Butter is a sweetheart! Love when the bartender sings from behind the bar.
A few really obnoxious, really, really drunk people falling over. But, you know, I'm reviewing a dive bar. It happens.
Yummy, strong, cheap drinks.
I'll be back!
If you need to escape from LA, come on down to Dave's.
The patrons like to kick it old school; like grandma shouldn't be out this late and wearing a low cut shirt. And it's kinda bright for a dive, but hey if you need to play pool, you got the audience cause it's kinda cramped. And if you need to partake in karaoke, there's that too. I was quite surprised that the bartender likes to sing...even more surprised when he requested Kid Rock--and he nailed it.
This place has some stiff drinks. And I have a feeling they'll be around for a long time, maybe even survive an Apocalypse. But I just don't see myself going too often. Â
Maybe this hangout is for you? Â Like a toothless sailor, it ain't pretty but it has a lot of personality.
My friends threw a going away party for me at Dave's and it was KICK ASS! Â Everyone at the bar went out of their way for me, from ordering a special cake to having balloons! Â It was awesome.
We had an amazing time, the drinks were perfect (have Regina make you her special chocolate cake shot with espresso!)
The jukebox is digital, so you can hear just about any song you want. Â
My friends put together a special cover band and it sounded great in that little place! Â
Bathrooms are clean too! Â Smoke in the back and take your drink outside to the covered patio! Â Honestly, why go anywhere else?
GREAT PLACE!
Hands down one of the coolest neighborhood bars I've ever been too. Everyone is so warm and friendly. I was shocked when people came up and introduced themselves! The drinks are great and the bartender Regina is super nice.
The place is far from fancy - more like a dive, but that's ok. The mean age of the crowd is in their fifties (and I'm 25), but they are the nicest people you'll ever meet. Everybody is there to enjoy the company and have a good time. I was told that Monday night jazz is the time to go. We went on a Sunday night and it was really mellow - which I like.
I love it when you find a great watering hole completely by accident. If I believed in such things, I'd think the good lord done led us here to worship at the throne of St. Maker's Mark and St. Jameson's.
Everything here is so low-key that even the live music doesn't keep you from having a conversation with your friends at a normal decibel level. My only complaint is the confusion about the tab - my friend's drink got added to mine because the bartender only had one card for our group. A small thing that was quickly resolved, but dammit, I need to start carrying some cash now and then.
Now I'm a fan of dive bars, never been one for the scenester places where the yuppies tend to congregate. And finding Daves just so happened to be of random occurence than of actually looking for it.
I got done with homework early at GCC, took the #3 Beeline down to Glendale and Broadway, and was patiently waiting on the southwester corner of the intersection, and i looked behind me...and there was Dave's Bar. I said fuck it and went in to see what kind of beers they had. This was on a Monday, and it just so happened to be about 4:30pm and their happy hour is 4-7pm Mon-Friday(with Kareoke on fridays too!)
so i took a place at the bar, and a bartender named Ray came up and asked me what i would like..he was quick on this question so i just blurted out "Newcastle"...a chilled pint glass and a frosty Nukey was in front of me in no time. Â As i was pouring it he told me there was Pizza if i wanted some by the dart board. Â That's right...PIZZA! oh...and it was for free.
so i said "thanks!" and went and got a slice, some cookies were there too, and just sat enjoying my beer and watching the crowd of mostly older gentleman. Â Finishing my newcastle in timely fashion, i ordered a guinness, was watching two older guys play pool and talk shit to eachother, i even helped them call shots! it was a fun time, and before i knew it 3 hours had passed.
Good prices, on beer, i payed $4 per import beer(make sure to tip!), i'm assuming domestics would be about 3-3.50 a bottle.  Check out the happy hour  you'll have a good time just relaxing. Â
Daves Bar=a good time.
What better time to write reviews about the places that suck when you're broke, bitter, have hay fever but have to stay at work so that you can afford bills?
People:
You are lying to yourself. This place is not "cool". It's a fucking disaster.
My advice to all of yall that have not come here:
Don't. It's not good, fun, neat. At best it's a novelty.
Ha! I went to Daves Bar for Miss Butter's Karaoke night. I didn't know that this place would be the epitome of "dive bars" though.
Sassy cougar? Check.
Plethora of older men? Check.
Grumpy bar tender? Check.
Super cool old guy with long side swept hair? Check
One hot cowboy that tries to sing? O my!
The place is seriously small, the pool table is in constant use. And if you dress preppy, your out of place. But good times to be had!
If you go to the Little Rock on Monday nights, you should swing by here, and sing with Butter. But be ready for a completely different atmosphere.
Mention your a Yelper to the bartender, he'll hook you up, but remember to tip him. He makes a stiff drink. I had Absolute Pears and 7-up....Very yummy. And dangerous! You don't realize it til it's too late!
Ah, I will be back when I have time.
So as my first Yelp review, (drum roll please) I've decided to give it up (my Yelp virginity, that is), Â to Dave's since I recently went to the place and had a great time.
Ok so, first I think I need to give you guys some background. Â I've lived in Burbank pretty much all of my life and would never think of stepping into a bar in Glendale. Â Usually, when I go to bars, I tend to venture outside of the Burbank/Glendale area. Â I like to check out bars in silverlake, hollywood, west hollywood, north hollywood, oc, etc., (you name it, I've prob been there) but hell no, not Glendale. Why, well simply because, from my experience bars in Glendale blow....big time.
So you are probably wondering what made me step inside of Dave's, a bar that looks like a quite, little dump from the outside? Â Well, I was hanging out at my friend's house on Saturday night, who lives like 2 blocks away from the place. Â We were in the mood to get a few drinks in us but didn't want to drive anywhere, so we decided to jump on Yelp and check the place out to see what some of the fellow yelpers had said about it. Â
Well, to my surprise, the place got some pretty good reviews, but here's what really did it for me: I read that they have karaoke and $4 DOLLAR MIXED DRINKS. Â YEAH YOU HEARD ME RIGHT. 4 FREAKEN DOLLARS. Amazing.
However, not all of the reviews were peachy. One review said that the place had "old men," which concerned me a little bit, since my friend and I didn't really feel like hanging out with a bunch of men who could be potentionally pervy and/or grouchy.
Fuck it though! We decide to head over to this place, walk in and find out that the place is about the size of my bathroom. Â We sat at the bar and ordered a round of drinks. Â Well, one round turned into two, two turned into three and so forth. We even sang a few songs of Karaoke and ran into a few Yelpers at the place!
So now, ladies and gentlemen, I can officially say that I am a fan of a bar in Glendale, CA. Â They've got cheap booze, a pool table, karaoke and there was no old pervy, gouchy men. Not to mention that the bartender is a sweetheart and hooked me and my friend up with a buttery nipple. (Um, as in the shot). Â Yeah thanks.
So, that's it ya'll. Â I'll definitely be going back soon to hit up that Karaoke machine and you should too!
what can I say about Dave's that hasn't been said already..hmm
Once you dive in and get personal with the locals and bartender you're set! I love me a good dive bar. The darker and smaller the better. To me these places just have more charm and history. Dave's has that and more. On the nights when I'm aloud out of the house, Dave's is there to save me. =)
Good drinks, cheep prices and really nice old men.
This is such a cool dive bar.....too bad I had one of my worst experience ever.
On a cool Saturday I decided to make a pilgrimage here to hone my karaoke skills. It's like I was good anyways, but my illusions of grandeur from 25Si at Garden Grove made me think I was game.
Boy, was I so wrong.
This was one of those working man's dive bar where you can get a cheap mixed drinks for $4 (like a Rum n' Coke) and a few bottles of Coors. If there was ever a  place that should be called a dive, this place would be it.
It's a pretty unpretentious place with everyone comes in to get a few drinks and maybe try their luck to be the next Karaoke superstar. With a few drinks in their hand, everyone thinks they are the next Huey Lewis and Gyneth Paltrow!
How come I was complaining about having one of the worst experience here? Well, let's just I had Neil Diamond-like performance with a clunkering thud as my applause at the end. It was so bad, I needed four flasks worth of gin to wash down that misery of a performance.
One great thing about coming here was that rum 'n coke was so cheap, I had a few rounds of that before the night was over. After sobering up towards the end of the night, I have one realization....
No, not that I'm going to retire from being the next Huey Lewis. I'm just need to pour more drinks and pick a non-George Michael song for next performance.
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BTW, they do accept credit card. So I don't who are the voting public in that category.
I wouldn't really call this a dive bar per se, as it's more like a wading bar based on its ultra intimate (READ: cramped) setting. The behind the bar area is just as wide, if not wider than the patron side. On the other side of the half wall from there is the pool table that has a fair amount of space, and next to that would be a teeny dance space and area where the true magic happens: the karaoke station, which happens on Friday and Saturday nights.
Even sweeter is the fact that Yelp's very own Buttercheeks Maral A. (<a href="http://buttercheeks.yelp.com">http://buttercheeks.yelp…</a>) assumes the KJ position on Saturdays.
Sweeter yet, drinks are cheap. How cheap? Cheap enough that maybe flasking it may not be as cost-effective when going here given you pay so little to wet your whistle for a drink that won't erode your whistle like what whatever's in the flask would do (come on, you know it does). Imagine the shock and delight to many a-Yelper when getting their tab for the night and find an entire night of drinking totaled to a whopping $15.
As a handful of Yelpers could easily dominate the place, two dozen of them is an easy takeover. Still, the bar's regulars don't seem to mind it so much, so long as they get their drink and their turn with the karaoke mic, the bartender included.
So why just four stars? It seems that even when he's not singing, the bartender seems to be preoccupied with everything else except taking your drink order sometimes, and well, there's just not enough room in this space for one more.
A known fact about Mexicans is that when they drink they sing old school songs about drinking, women and love. Â
I started out singing songs in English. Â By the end of the night I was belting out Mexi-standards on the mike with Aimee S. and Frank L. while people did the Mexican "grito". Â
Damn it was fun. Â I'm slowly allowing SoCal to get in my good graces. Â Dave's Bar definitely makes it easier to go back.
Lo, a dive bar! Â
Lo, a non-dive bar girl!
Lo, fun times though!
Earlier in the evening, I had attended a show so I was a bit spiffed up and if it wasn't clear enough we didn't fit in with the local patrons, a small scene was caused when people questioned our snazzy attire. Â However, we kept to ourselves for the most part and patiently ignored the old dudes staring at our non-existent cleavage (ahem).
I ordered a vodka tonic. Â $4! Â Wait, where's my vodka? Â It was sucked down too fast which was an imminent sign I was going to do something silly like drink Long Islands the rest of the night. Â They are $8 each. Â Eventually I went back to VTs which miraculously got stronger (yeah, I know what you're thinking). Â It really did get stronger though! Â Well, slightly. Â
Karaoke goes on from 9:30 to 1 a.m. on Friday nights. Â Some cool tunes were belted out by many. There wasn't a bouncer at the door which leads me to believe they don't much care who drinks at this bar as long as you got the cash (' tis cash only!).
There's one bartender and one mullet-hair piece wearing KJ. Â I couldn't decide if it was moving on its own because it wasn't actually attached to his head or his real hair dyed too dark or the Long Islands were affecting me.
The restrooms were surprisingly "nice" though not fantastic because there were certainly flushing issues between the desperate crossed-legged ladies. It's in a very inconspicuous spot (haha) Â behind the karaoke stage and next to the couple who appeared to be on a first date going badly. Â I'm just going to assume they're always going to be there so heed my directions.
They definitely should knock the wooden divider between the pool table and the bar down down. Â Squeezing 30 yelpers in that tight space would probably have a fire marshal on Dave's ass. Â I mean, the bar owner's ass. Â I have no idea what Dave A's ass looks like nor why a fire marshal would be on it. Â
There's plenty of free parking on the street. Â Dave's is located right next to a tattoo shop so if you feel like getting a little ink after one too many $4 cocktails, go right ahead.
Oh yeah- the bar rates 3 stars but my fantastic yelper pals always rate 5 stars.
After doing almost everything a girl can do get a bartender's attention -- (I wasn't wearing a low-enough cut shirt last night apparently) I was finally able to flag him down and order, yes, don't judge me, a bud light.
I hand him a five dollar bill.
I get $2.50 in change.
ohmygodohmygodohmygod.
I haven't paid $2.50 for a beer since I left Kentucky.
TWO FIFTY!
That in itself gets 3 stars from me. I hate overpaying for beer. ESPECIALLY bud light.
(mixed drinks are $4 I think... which is pretty freakin kick ass too)
Okay, enough about me being a cheap alchy.
Had a really great time with a bunch of really cool yelpers who were all singin their hearts out to karaoke.
Besides the yelpers, the crowd is um. elcelectic. and very UN-L.A. Which, honestly, sometimes, is not a bad thing at allll.
The bathroom is clean for a "dive bar" though, only one toilet, and it takes FOREVER before you can flush between pee-ers. Which means, about three people will go to the bathroom and not be able to flush before the next person can actually flush the toilet. Beware.
Only downside (other than the toilet situation) ... I felt like a sardine the ENTIRE TIME I was in there. They really need to knock down the wall between the bar and the pool table area. Even the bathroom was narrow.
But hell, for $2.50 beers, I ain't complainin. Park on the street. There's a bus stop out front for you non-car people.... or if you're feeling flush and buy a ton of drinks because you can, and need to have a bus driver be your DD.
At Dave's you might find:
-Singing bartenders
-Four dollar drinks
-Apparently communal pizza for the taking
-frank drinking alongside people three times his age whose livers have taken more punishment than the back of Richard Simmons' throat.
-No phonies, chumps, saps, suckas, or punks. Â Just drunks and poets.
I have never enjoyed something so small so much in my life.
Who knew something so small could bang so hard?
Ok, I'm done.
We kicked off Bardom '08 with a bang at the little bar that so could. Â
And with no research! Â Yelp, how do you not know about this place? Â 3 reviews?? Â I have to say, I'm a little disappointed in you. Â But I'm a forgiving person. Â
Dave's has karaoke on Friday nights. Â Do you need me to say more? Â Okay, the karaoke song list is probably the best I've ever seen. Â IN. Â MY. Â LIFE. Â Yeah, all 21 years of it. Â
First of all, it wasn't falling apart, it was in order, there weren't pages missing and they had books either by song title or artist. Â I was especially excited about the Spanish song list. Â Unbelievable. Â I kept thinking of songs and when I would go to look for them, there they were!!
And, um, hello? Â My Soco cokes were $4. Â $4. Â Did you hear me? Â $4!! Â Oh dear sweet cheap buzz. Â How I love thee. Â By the way, CASH ONLY!
The crowd (if you can call the 15 or so people in there a crowd) was mostly over 35 but they were great. Â A little creepy but great. Â There's also a little pool table. Â
I'm so going to have a karaoke night here in the very near future. Â My karaoke peeps, you have been warned.
So, we stumble in to Dave's a year or so ago to find the old locals as described in the previous reviews. Only, we fit right in. No hash looks. No "local only" vibes. A few visits in and we start to hear some amazing stores about Dave's...
This is a hard drinking old timers bar no doubt about it. The drinks are cheap. The drinks are STIFF. Some of the bartenders have been working Dave's upwards of 15 years. I wouldn't be surprised if these guys cashed government retirement checks for the patrons...
On one of our early visits the keep brought over a larger photo of the bar in its glory days - it sits above the cash register. Some serious history in that place. The image showed the White collar drinkers sitting at the bar with the Blue collar workers standing behind. Taxidermy covering the walls. And the booze, the booze! The display was outstanding...
I admit, that I've been running on age 65 since I was 13 years old so of course this place appeals to me... Â Not for everyone I agree but with the right attitude you could find some good stories here.
Men - you have to check out the bathroom in this place - I laugh every time I head back there. I'll let you experience the surprise for yourself...
Cash ONLY
One word: Hilarious.
Wait.
Awesome. I meant awesome.
Sica is right - the needle scratched right off the record when I walked into this joint. It was almost like no one had seen a vertically striped shirt before. I was easily the youngest person in there by twenty years and although there's a no smoking indoors law in California, no one seems to have told Dave's patrons. The whole place smelled of cigar smoke and sewage (I'm told they're getting that fixed though).
As far as drinks go...I only nursed one in the 45 minutes that I was there but that was probably for the best. It was a whiskey sour that was 90% whiskey.
Stiff drinks made by stiff men at this place. Go at least once.
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