Located on Pacific Highway in Parkland, The Haven is your typical college student's retreat. Loads of hot college men and tattooed bikers populated the innards of what I was soon to declare as "The dive that answered all my Christmas prayers." Music blared from the jukebox, people chatted away, and not one but two bartenders greeted me with fervor and friendship. Stephanie and Carmen were hurriedly busy slingin' drinks, but had no problem chatting me up as I sipped a tall, cool one to the college locals and biker-dudes alike.

I could've stayed all day, and I almost did. Once I reached a point of hunger, it was the pizza I was told to eat. Rumor has it that even Farelli's Pizza down the street sends it's employees down to grub on the pies. Come Friday and Saturday nights The Haven packs in the party-goers and welcomes its longtime loyal customers. I give The Haven a huge round of applause. For them to easily make me waste away a Wednesday afternoon as I sip cold suds and watch fine young men bend over pool tables? BRILLIANT.

Link: Happy Hour