Davolis Avenue Inn

Went here after my first Stockton Ports game. lots of old people, no douchebags and dog-​friendly. All good things as far as I’m concerned. Bad part is Budweiser is my brand most of the time and this place, like most places in Stockton apparently, doesn’t carry Bud. Stockton is apparently a Coors town for whatever fucking reason (s) something about their distributors or whatever. however, that’s a small bitch about an otherwise cool little dive.

Rosie — She’s not like any other barfly I’ve ever met.
Apparently Rosie, the bulldog, calls this her local watering hole. And, Rosie does NOT like «skateboards». She’ll go on a barking tirade at the mention of that word. And, she does NOT like «assholes». Again, she’ll bark at the mere muttering of said word.
So, if you’re an asshole on a skateboard, you’re a goner!
Yes. This is one of those spots where you’ll find lots of local character. You won’t find Budweiser (much to the dismay of the oldman), but you can get your cancer sticks, jalapeño cheddar Cheetos, and various other snacks in their vending machine. So, I had a nice little lunch of diet coke and Cheetos. The oldman had to settle for Coors. But, all in all this is a pretty chill spot to chit chat, play pool (they have one pool table), play the jukie, or challenge someone to an intense game of pinball on their Soprano’s-themed machine… damn, I shoulda got all Fonzie on the oldman.
P. S. If you’re too young to remember The Fonz, this ain’t the place for you.