Sometimes you want to go where nobody knows your name

And you're always glad you came. 

I wrote a post a while ago about a bar in the Garland District that was divey. A reader took offense to the term and that took me by surprise. You see, in my world, divey is a good thing. I love the laid-back ease of walking into a place that doesn't pretend to be something it's not. I thirst for the run-of-the-mill domestics and the heavy-pour well drinks. I look forward to climbing up on a most-likely-tattered bar stool and striking up a conversation with someone who can tell me the names of every bartender in the place, and the stories of most of the patrons.

This weekend I revisited another gem in the Garland District, just to make sure: The Garland Pub & Grill. One pool table. Cheap drinks. Mismatched bench seats. Perfect French fries. A ridiculously random crowd. And the best jukebox selection I've ever encountered. 

Yup. Love.

You'll find the Garland Pub & Grill at 3911 N. Madison, two doors north of Garland on Madison (across the street from the liquor store).