Yes, it's a "dive." There are far divier places in SD, but this place has been around for ages. I remember in college, I swore I was going to go here at 6am on my 21st birthday. That didn't happen... and it took until the age of 36 to get my butt in there. It was underwhelming. The help was indifferent, and the clientele was forgettable. I think if I lived in the neighborhood I'd give it another shot, but seeing as how it took about 16 years to get me there the first time, I expect I'll be in my 50s before I go back. Maybe by then I will fit in.
Review Source:I've had some incredible nights here, and just some incredibly odd nights here. Not in a bad way though, and definitely never boring. The beer selection is all bottles except for a lonely bud tap. Juke box used to be awesome classic hits, but now it's an internet download new one... I guess you can get whatever on it though.
Bartenders continue to come and go quite quickly, but they are usually fairly cute (Same owner as the silver spigot apparently and the reason for the high turnover as I hear she is a crazy person)
The best part is the combination of old drunk regulars and random people curious about a bar all on it's own make for some weird nights. When I'm feeling like getting into a bottle, this isn't a bad pick.
Not a bad dive bar. Bartenders were friendly, drinks were strong, premium drinks were only $6. Â The place had a lot of regulars who were pretty friendly and hammered.
There was quite a bit of seating a couches in the back and some tables. They have very large parking lot around the building.
Came here late on Friday night after a 15 year hiatus, expecting to see the place filled with drunk old men. Not even close! Â This place is actually cool now! Â My friend compared it to the West End, but with a better crowd and prettier bartenders. Â Granted, there were still a couple folks there who haven't left since the turn of the millennium, but you have to expect that in a dive bar.
There are 2 pool tables: the one at bar level is $1 and the one on the lower (bathroom?) level is 75 cents. Â They also have a dart board on the lower level, and a jukebox for tunes.
Update: We came back in on Saturday afternoon after running some errands, and realize it's not the most comfortable spot for daytime drinking since there's absolutely no natural light in the place. Â But if you want to escape the sunshine, this is your bar!
Classic San Diego dive bar. I'd heard about this place years ago when I lived in PB, and while I had gone many times to what I call it's 'sister bar', the Silver Fox (as they are both in the same vein - divey), never quite made it out to the Owl. Â
Finally went when a big group of friends, the DDD crew, were going last night. Had a blast. First off, the place was cleaner than you'd expect from a real divey bar. That includes the bathrooms (which one member of our group had heard were not). Second, the bartender was awesome. Didn't get her name (she's not the one on the pics on their Yelp page). We had a really big group; we called ahead so they knew we were coming, but she was fantastic, delivering great strong drinks in a timely fashion.
The regulars were cool, didn't mind us invading their spot. Good time had by all.
I was brought here by the recommendation of a friend. Very casual and dive-y. It has a personal feel about it, you get a drink and are surely to engage in all out personal convo with other patrons. I have been here a bunch of times, 20+. I have never had a bad experience, unpleasant service or a bad drink. Â It is my place to go.
The also bought the parking lot to the west of the building and posted a sign in the lot entrance.
I hope you give it a try. :D
I love the Nite Owl. A friend and I stumbled on this bar one weekend when we didn't feel like driving all the way through Garnet and dealing with parking. So we stopped by the Nite Owl and I haven't been to another bar since.
The place is a dive true, but it's for that exact reason that I love it, it's a rare night that there are more than ten or so people inside so it's never any trouble ordering a drink.
The bar-stewardesses range from efficient and flirty to efficient and icy. Either way, you'll get your drink, and even if its a night with one of the less friendly girls they're never outright mean.
The drinks are priced fairly, and the jukebox, and dart board are usually open. The pool tables tend to be fairly popular so it may take half an hour or so for them to clear out once you arrive, but if you're with friends than the time flies by.
The one thing that irks me enough to stop me from issuing five stars is that the clientele CONSTANTLY put country on the jukebox, even if my friends and I put a few of our songs on queue it'll be ten-fifteen minutes of great bar music in between what feels like ages of country.
That said, it's still my favorite bar in San Diego. If you're looking for a quick quiet drink without the hustle and bustle of Garnet Ave, then the Nite Owl is for you.
This place is a great dive spot. Â It's got an internet connected Jukebox, pool tables, a dartboard and my Jameson is only $4.25 a shot/drink.
The bartenders really make the place (at least Wednesday through Monday as those are the only days i make it down there). Â They are sociable and for the most part laid back, Â seating is rather generous for a dive, and most of the people I see down there are friendly.
They just expanded their parking lot so the parking is rather easy now, and though they don't have an ATM, there's a chase right across the street and a 7/11 just on the opposite corner. Â
If you want to run a tab on the credit/debit card the minimum tab is a strict $10.00 before tip, which really isn't bad considering I personally wouldn't put just one drink on my card anyway.
I haven't seen any boy/girl drama here, which is always a bonus as I really try to avoid the college kids.
Occasionally it gets crowded on weekends, and if it does, expect up to a five minute wait for a drink... especially if only one bartender is working... (which really isn't a long time as if you go to shore club when it's busy, it can take up to 15 minutes to get to the bar just to order a drink...)
Overall this is a chill spot to hang and enjoy your alcohol.
I love this place! The parking lot is tiny but since I am a Lucky Parker I have never had a problem. The place looks like a scary little dive bar but inside it is ok. The ceiling above the bar and pole makes you think you are in a strip club and some of the girls that were in there looked like they had been rode hard and put back wet. It has the usual mix of skank and bar flies for PB. My husband and his friend were scared to use the restroom so don't go if you are going to break the seal. The alcohol was cheap and our bartender was shit faced. She over charged us the first time and then only charged us $18 for 5 Spiced captains with coke and 1 pineapple juice and whipped cream vodka. I can live with prices like that.
There was country music playing, some girl wearing a tank top for a dress. I know it was a tank because I own the same one. Some girl was rubbing a guy's crotch over in the corner. It was the type of scene where you are thankful God created hand sanitizer.
It is the type of place you are glad nobody knows your name and I love that. I will be back for many more nights of drinking since now it is stumbling distance from my place.
Hey Owner of Nite Owl, Â I've got 2 suggestions:
- Install a change machine so I can play more pool without bugging the toothless bartenders
- Check ID's at the door 'cause the toothless hillbilly bartenders keep checking to see if I'm 21 or not. Â
But besides that, I'd keep coming because I'm kinda like the hottest girl at the bar. Â It is a bar...right?
I mean, besides the fact that it resembles more of a windowless log cabin with terrible glowing red lights inside.
With love and respect,
Anna
P.S. Â Keep the $3 wells. Â It has too much ice for you to jack it up $1 more.
Small, out of the way dive bar. It has pool table, dart board, nice juke box, and a bowling arcade game.
The bartenders are genuinely nice and attentive. The drinks are strong and cheap, and you have a good mix of characters coming in and out of the bar.
Its a good place to stop by and start your night before you head to Pacific Beach.
Reminds me of the random bars in DC. Â Went here a few weeks after I moved to PB. Â Visit definitely satisfied my curiousity about this bar. Â Its exactly what you think it would look like on the inside. Â Small bar, pool tables, jukebox. Â Everything a 'dive' bar must have. Â
My classmate and I randomly met some people who were Tarheel fans (we are students at UNC). Â Chatted it up with them for a while, bartender poured us some free shots. Â After an hour or two we headed down to Garnet.
Great place to start your night but not stay.
If you just need some cheap tequila and you want to get away from any and all crowds this is the place for you. I've tried to really like this place because i have friends who are really into it.
The problem is every time i come here the bartender, this cute 22 year old girl, is too distracted by her boyfriend or all the regulars who are way too drunk and either hitting on her or trying to start a fight with someone. So even though there are about 15 people in the room it takes ten minutes to get a drink.
It's a fun place simply because of the crazy conversations you can have with a stranger. Last time i was here my friend and i made the mistake of bringing a female so all the other guys in there kept approaching us and telling us how beautiful she was and how much they wanted to punch me. Which is fair enough, i have a very punchable face, but these guys look like the type who will actually do it. Anyway, this particular night we had this dude telling us about his recent prison release and all the stuff that goes on in the big house. ALL the stuff that goes on in there.
The time before that, this older fellow thought my buddy and i were cops and he kept mumbling, mostly to himself but very audible, how we've been trying to get him for years and we should stay away from his daughter cause she's a good girl. The best was asked if we were carrying our "pocket rockets".
I guess what i'm saying is beware the weirdos. Especially when they're on their 15th drink.
also, they don't have much of a beer selection and there's a ten dollar limit on credit cards so dont even think about only having one drink unless you have cash.
You know this place. Â You pass this shady looking wooden shack on Garnet right off the freeway. Â No fancy lit signs, just painted wooden letters and an owl.
I have driven by a million times going through PB Â and never made it in ... Until earlier this week. Â I had about 30 minutes to kill when waiting to pick someone up for the Padres home opener and found the perfect spot. Â It was daytime which would probably be the only time I would feel safe enough to go being two girls! Â The seediness and the location would surely attract San Diego's finest with missing teeth.
Walking in, we were the only ones at the bar so we were able to chat up the bartender. there are 2 pool tables and a dart board. and seemed like a cozy cheers type of bar.
We had the best bartender Diana. She  is super friendly and really makes you feel at home.  She works Monday Day and Wednesday nights. apparently there is only one bartender per night that works and there is a different person for each night of the week.  She offered her signature shot called 'trust me' which started us off on a really crazy day (we are talking 1:15 in the afternoon here!) Two different groups of people (all with teeth) walked in and both knew her really well. This place attracts a lot of regulars and has the basic hard liquor selection (i.e. no frangelico or anything weird). Not that we tried or anything- we had a very long day ahead of us! Â
Also the bathrooms here are gross, probably because it is unisex but definitely would live up to its reputation. Â I didnt knock off a star because, well It is a seedy dive bar and it really cannot be expected. :)
So glad I stopped in!
Legit "off the highway" sort of bar for wanderers, Dalton and Gar.
Though it's not a biker bar, it has the feeling of a transient highway bar. Â It's super clean inside (surprising). Â The bartender lady was nice and looked like she'd take zero crap from anybody. Â The juke box was loud.
Don't half step. Â Come here to grab an early drink en route to Comic Con if you have guaranteed parking down at Comic Con.
"it's got a benevolent charm that belies the scuzz.".... Scott C. sums it up nicely down there.
It is what it is... a DIVE. Not a trendy one that has Pabst and hipsters, but a god-honest dive. Some days I walk in and get waylaid by rounds of shots, other times I sit in the corner and look with contempt at tweakers (sometimes working) and ask myself... "seriously? Am I really spending a part of my life here?"
I have a great time in the day... a few old timers, GREAT bartenders, and the jukebox to myself. I get off work early, so there's little guilt if I want a few drinks at 11am.
Last night, on the way home from Thanksgiving, I swung in to have a few to relax. There were three people in the bar including me. When the bartender finished her 5 minute story about her C-section and her 3cm dilation, I got change for the jukebox. I was immediately hassled (although I asked) if I could play one HEAVY song. There's nothing that pisses me off more than a bartender who controls the music and bitches and makes snide comments about other people's tastes. Like one 3 minute metal song is worse that her 5 minute conversation about her vagina.
Look, bartenders that don't get it.... the jukebox is a symbol of democracy and freedom in this country. I understand that playing 5 Slayer songs in a row might clear a bar... but one won't hurt. Everyone has different tastes and different styles, and I'm sorry... but that was my hard earned dollar I just put in. If you or another patron doesn't like it, then get up off your arse and put in a dollar of your own and play whatever YOU like.
SUMMARY:
-GETS A STAR for being a true authentic dive, where I've had some great times, great conversations, and...drinks
-GETS TWO STARS for having amazing daytime bartenders who are all about service.
-LOSES A STAR for not having an ATM machine and only taking credit. This is compounded by the fact that there's NO ATM's on that side of the street (Even at the gas station). You'll have to go on a hike and cross the busiest intersection in SD, or go to the In-n-Out (if you can plan it ahead) before you get there.
-LOSES a star having spotty night time bartenders and one too many bad run ins with them.
WHAT I LEARNED: people that are underpaid and work at dodgy bars may not have made good life choices and therefore may not have the same ideas regarding standards and customer service as other places. People that are "regulars" at bars like these will either keep you away from places like this, or remind you how great you actually have it when you leave. Tattoos on your neck and chest are your business, but might close a few doors in the old game of life.
LOL at the "this is a great first date bar". Tell me how that relationship works for you.
... As mentioned by others i  passed this bar probably a thousand times and never even thought to enter. By the looks of the place i figured i would get my ass beat down or stabbed, but usually the people that show up are chill and too drunk to be of any hassle. All of the bartenders are pretty cool except the one with the accent that works on weekend nights.
The first time my girlfriend and i showed up late on a random weekday and  there was probably 5 other people aso the bartender hung out and talked with us... very cool. Being used to the usual PB tab of $50+ by the end of the night, the bill was super surprising.  Under $20 for 5-6 beers and a equal number of mixed drinks.
Quiet.
Chill.
and CHEAP!
A bar to drink, not party like youre 21.
P.S. If you want an interesting talk about something random like the 70's, weed or the old days see Andy. (He looks like Einstein but with some random xm radio or sunbelt raisins hat on! f-ing hilarious) He's there every night. You'll know what im talking about!
I honestly don't even know how to start this review as my experience was extremely terrible. Â Well, a friend of mine suggested we go to this place because it was a "chill, dive bar with cheap drinks" instead of the big to do of the other bars in PB on Garnet. Â That sounded good, so we decided to go along against our better judgment. Â Honestly, I don't know what we were thinking because my friends and I always laugh at this place when we drive past it. Â It looks like a rest stop in the middle of nowhere in Nevada or Utah mixed with those shanties they build around dumpsters so you can't see the gross refuse. Â The first sign for us to run for dear life was the clientele, which looked like extras from The Hills Have Eyes. Â Honestly, I've seen better looking people working at the Del Mar (now San Diego County) Fair or in line returning cans and bottles at the Ralph's on El Cajon Blvd. Â The decor reminded me of something from a movie from the 70's, with wood paneling, subdued lights, and dark colors. Â It reminded me of bars from movies that blue collar guys would go to after work to forget about their hard day at work (i.e. the bar in Zoolander, where they witness the Merman commercial).
Anyways, the bartender motions us to talk to a woman before we can get drinks. Â This absolutely hammered syphilitic hippopotamus waddled up to us and asked to see our ID's and I think I got a buzz from inhaling her booze breath. Â After the usual ID raping one gets in PB, the she-beast takes all our ID's and shoves them in her bra. Â I am immediately revolted, as my ID is now jammed into this heifer's vile udders. Â We ask for them back, but she refuses, saying that "we don't need them to drive" and we can get them back when we leave. Â She begins hitting on the idiot that suggested the bar in first place, asking if she could "rub his back....with my boobs". Â This is an employee mind you, which made me wonder how California has record high unemployment when this inbreed could "work" and find a job somewhere. Â Well the cliche, God blesses children and drunks, applies here.
My friend that brings us to this God forsaken pit feels bad, so buys a round of beers, which they only have bottled, the highest quality being Heineken (another bad sign). Â That beer was the fastest I have ever pounded (that includes beer bongs and shotgunning). Â We got our ID's back and I had to disinfect the hell out of mine to remove the layers of filth. Â
I am not an anti-dive bar kind of guy, but this place had all of the negative aspects of a typical dive bar, with none of the positives. Â The service received here was so terrible, I just had to join this website and write a review on it. Â I would rather be sodomized by a freight train then set foot in this place. Â Avoid at all costs.
My favorite bar - this is THE place to go for some serious drinking. Cheap drinks, wonderful bartender (she remembered me just from going there once!), two pool tables, usually clean bathrooms. Â Jukebox is pretty incomplete but no big deal.
Yes, it's a dive. No, you will not get shanked. If you're lucky you might see some crazy homeless people throw up in a sink.
Ladies, listen up. Â This is a GREAT first date bar, I took a guy here thinking, "what's a bar nearby my place where there won't be any attractive female competition?" (because I'm insecure like that) and the Nite Owl was definitely the right choice. Â
Not only was I the ONLY female in there for most of the night (save the bartender Connie, who was, might I add, super friendly but probably on something) but I ended up impressing the shit out of him with my ability to withstand offensive odors, unwarranted sexual advances by homeless men and impossibly strong shots. Â
The female bathroom was also shockingly clean. Â The soap is industrial strength, but that's probably for the better.
This bar is legendary, and I defy any of you Silver Fox patrons to tell me that is a true "dive bar" after spending some time at the Nite Owl. Â Amateurs.
I lived next to the Nite Owl for 2 years... and what a great 2 years it was. Â The only place where you can get 5 different whiskeys over ice for $5 in a delightful cocktail called "The Keith Richards." Â Upon drinking a number of these Keith Richards a fight broke out and one of my favorite bartenders who we will call "Dawn" hit me in the back with a que stick. Â Needless to say the Sweedish princess Francis is now my fovorite bartender. Â
Fuggin awesome bar if you like Hells Angels, Truckers, Whiskey, and the bar game of the gods... Golden Tee.
Old friend back in town for the weekend? Â Want to play some pool while dispensing with the pint glass and drinking straight from the pitcher? Â Want to listen to a shitty jukebox, but not at the expense of reconnecting with someone you haven't spoken with for some time?
I gaurantee they've driven past this place many a time, and they've always been curious to check it out.
For 4 years this place has fallen victim to countless jokes regarding its creepiness, stereotypical patron assumptions, and daydreams that constitute this bar as a finish line in a pub crawl. Â Despite these great things, I had never visited until about a year ago. Â
WHY DID I WAIT SO LONG!?!?
Over the past year, I have made it a goal to introduce as many friends as possible to the awesomeness that is the Night Owl.
There's always an open pool table (they have two), they have a top-of-the-line jukebox (that DOESN'T require CCR or Zeppelin to be downloaded and cost extra!!), drinks are really cheap (they serve glass bottles), and the little drinking island podiums encased in rope lights have to be the best thing ever for a group of friends to gather at and shoot the shizz. Â It makes me want to put one in my house!
If you can't find parking in their parking lot... no worries... it's east PB.
The Night Owl is by far my favorite dive bar - with downtown's Starbar nipping at its heals.
I've driven past the Owl of the Night many, many, times. In fact, about twice a day for the past twenty years, which means I've passed it upwards of 14,000 times. And that's math for you, not hyperbole. It's been the source of many jokes and jabs over the years.
Well, somewhere around the 14,293 time, my sister and I decided that the time had finally come to enter the Night Owl.
We apprehensively pulled into the parking lot with our windows down. An eerie silence was upon us. We decided that making it into the parking lot was enough progress for one night. As we started to pull away, loud, festive bar music started to play. We looked at each other and realized they had put the music on for us, a sad siren song to woo the headlights outside to park and come in. It was too tragic not to.
So we parked, and walked in. What did we find? Great Scott! A bar like no other! Ok, like many others, but not at all what we expected. There was no smoke-filled air or pungent carpet. The bartender, a sweet middle-aged woman, was charismatic and friendly. She shook out hands, welcomed us, poured us some Jameson and made us feel at home. There were other patrons there. And they weren't haggard pirates without teeth or families. There was a pool table and a jukebox. It was...it was just right! Soon, we forget the novelty of our mission and got right down to enjoying ourselves. What started as a joke turned out to be a blessing in disguise...a disguise known as....
The Night Owl.
It's everything you'd expect, and yet nothing what you'd expect, all at the same time.
Will your female bartender tell you p***y jokes? Â Yes. Â Will there be token drifters and probably not as old as they look "regulars?" Â Sure. Â Will your drinks be cheap? Â Definitely. Â
The bathroom is not nearly as gross as I thought it might be. Â In fact, it's nowhere near as yucky as most of the lavatories in the bars I frequent on a regular basis. Â The ladies room even has ruffly curtains around the window.
I thoroughly enjoy the jukebox, the pool tables, the quirky and mellow crowd, and the appearance of anyone who lives in the apartment upstairs. Â
A great dive. Â Pop your Nite Owl cherry already!
The Nite Owl was my favorite bar as a student at UCSD. Â It is totally laid back and has drink on the cheap. Â This is the sort of bar where guys stop in after work to avoid going home right away. Â I am not a night owl myself, so this was a great place for me. Â I could get there at 8pm, there would be about 8 other folks there, have a few drinks, play a round of pool, and be out the door by 9pm.
If you want a place to dance and hang out with cool young people, this is not the place for you. Â If you want a bar where everyone knows your name, move to Boston. Â But if you want a bar where you can get a cheap drink and relax, check out the Nite Owl.
Between a 31/2 or 4 stars really. Dark, dingy but CHEAP as all hell!! I went here about 2 years ago and bought the entire bar drinks for under 20 bucks. At least that's how I remember it. but then again i think there was also an altercation with a foreign cab driver too so I can't be too sure what happened.
Great dive bar but a little bit far down Garnet. You will meet savory characters and enjoy a night out without superficial bull or fake people. go with a group, its a really fun time.
Oh yea I think they open at 10 am!!
Intriguing and grungy-looking from the outside, this is certainly a low-down and authentic dive bar on the cusp of Pacific Beach. Â The folks here looked like they came to the Mobil next door to get gas, but stayed for the $2.25 Budweiser. Â Tweakers, a painter, pool sharps, and some odd couples in their 40's made up the dirty dozen denizens of this hard-to-miss bar on the corner of Garnet and Mission Bay Drive.
Our hero's 20-something friend was hit on by the 40-something bartender, who used the cliched "have I seen you here before" line. Â Classic. Â Much like the bar, the line probably worked well in the 70's but not so much nowadays.
You have Flo Rida on your jukebox but you don't have the song "Low"? Â Are you serious? Â Well there aren't any shorties with apple bottom jeans and boots with the fur here. Â Negative on the baggy sweat pants, and the Reeboks with the straps too. Â Regardless, Nite Owl was a good mellow place to end a PB bar crawl.
PROS:
- Cheap drinks any time of the day.
- Occasional pool tournaments held at the bar.
CONS:
- Of the two pool tables here, the one closer to the front of the bar has definitely seen better days. Â The 4-ball is missing a chunk out of it.
- Disgusting washrooms. Â You're better off peeing on a fence behind the bar.
Just like everyone else, I always see the Nite Owl at the intersection and I've always wondered what the hell went on in there. Was it bar? Was it Wild West saloon? Was it an arm wrestling studio? Was it a disco?
My friends and I had enough of our Nite Owl prudeness. We decided to take our shrink wraps off and utilize it, the Nite Owl that is.
This sums up Nite Owl if you have a question about what it is and what you're in for: You're not going to see any frat boys or sorority girls here. If you do, they are probably lost.
I'm no dive-bar guru but I believe Nite Owl definitely qualifies.
I highly recommend you coming here only with really good friends. That's not necessarily a bad thing. I would come back to this place. Yet, it is not a place to take a date and I would not bring my mother here.
I have been excited for the day that I finally get to go to the Nite Owl for months. Â It looks so mysterious and intriguing from the outside, and I do love the cute, little owl on the side of the building. Â This was the last stop on our 4/20 pub crawl, and what a great way to end. Â Upon entering, we are greeted by the only other patrons in the joint, two older dudes, one of which emulated Blue from Old School, and the super friendly bartender. Â We chatted it up with the bartender and the guys. Â They don't have a happy hour, because everything is "already happy hour prices", which really, isn't untrue. Â $2.50 Miller Lites, and the mixed drinks are under $5. Â
The bar itself is cozy and retro, wood paneling and pool tables. Â One of the older dudes, who happens to live above the bar, decided to fund a jukebox contest between Christina K and I. Â We each got a dollar to pick songs. Â He couldn't decide who won, so he bought us both drinks and gave us $5 to pick more songs. Â I love contests, jukeboxes and fun old dudes, so I was having a grand ol' time. Â Plus, I got to pick the Band's "up on cripple creek", which was awesome. Â I can't wait to come back and get wasted with my new friends. Â
After that garden place next door closes, you can park there for Nite Owl, but you have to have your car out by 10am the next morning.
I like my dives like I like my peanut butter...chock full o' nuts.
The Nite Owl delivers on so many levels.
You don't belong here if you don't have a high tolerance for true drunks and geezers who may say, "hey baby" to you about 10 times in a row. Â You don't belong here if you prefer the kind of scene that requires a long line, a cover and a dress code...or if you're looking for a hottie to take home.
You do belong here if you like a place full of characters, don't mind mingling with riff raff who have stories to tell. Drinks are cheap, there's a juke box, two pool tables, a dart board and lots of local flavor.
Always entertaining. 5 stars for being a true dive.
haha...
I never thought I would ever set foot in this place, but it was walking distance. Â The bartender was very nice and served our drinks pretty fast. They have a pool table and a dart board. It is truly a dive bar, but if you're just wanting to hang out and really catch up with a friend or two or just to play pool. it's a great place to go to. you are left alone, unless you want a drink.
Ah, the Nite Owl, we've all passed it numerous times on the way into PB. Â I always wondered what the hell was going on in here?.
Well friends, the "Owl" is a throwback to a real old fashioned dive bar. Your watch might read 11:45pm , but in here, it's 1973 -All-night-long! Nice! .Unchanged, authentic -70's-faux wood paneling, neon beer signs, low lights , etc..--gotta love it. Parking can be a challenge but this place is worth the effort. Not a trendy scene by any means (thank god) The kinda place you go to have some cheap beers listen to the jukebox and relax.
When we paid a visit , nighttime patrons were a mix of different folks, local older patrons/regulars seated at the bar , conversatin' and spinning humorous yarns. A nice lady bar tender pouring stiff mixed drinks and cold draft pitchers of Doe-mes-tique brew. Some mid-twenties non-hipsters playing pool and acting normal.No jock ass-culos, no Lilo's, just people looking to have a drink (or 15).
Bottled beer available, Some imports ,usual lineup of call/well and premium liquid death too. Packaged snacks, popcorn, chips, pretzels. Jukebox , yep.
Enjoy the small Mens bathroom with the gnarly fluorescent lighting -confirming the possibility of Hep :and/or Jaundice staring back at you in the mirror!
We'll be back!
This place is great!! The parking is terrible but we walk there. The drinks are strong and cheap, and really that is what has me coming back for more. There is a wierd diversity of people that end up at the bar, but no Dude Bro's, and no lines!!!
The bartenders are the best part, they remember your name, and they are really nice!!!
Dive Bar at it's best. Â
If you want to avoid all of the "Hi-Brow" folks at the bars closer to the beach this is the place for you. Â No need to dress up. Â
Liquor is CHEAP and the bartender pours heavy. Â Great laid back 70's atmosphere and a crowd that ranges from old to young. Â
The only food you can order is a bag of popcorn, Â but they don't frown on you bringing your own eats, Â so no worries.
Cavernous. Juke box. Pool table. Weird XXX game. Cheap drinks.
HAHA the Night Owl was quite a bland, however memorable experience. The walls are adorned with cheap wood veneer which gave the bar this "late 60's, early 70's" vibe. Small bathrooms made me feel dirty, but that all comes into play with a typical dive bar.
Nearby a couple restaurants such as Wasabi, so you're able to park at Wasabi and stroll down to the Night Owl for an after-dinner nightcap.
I came here before a family dinner party which was a BIG mistake. Â Note to self: When you get to the point where you and your sister are so tipsy, you actually call your parents to pick you up, you know you made a boo-boo.
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