Harry's Bar — Restaurant in Carrabelle

Folks, they say time flies when you're having fun, but at Harry's Bar, time CRAWLS when you're having THIS much fun—because you never want it to end! Get it? Time crawls? Like a clock that's... moving slow? OH MAN, that's comedy GOLD right there! slaps knee so hard my cargo shorts make that swooshing sound

Let me tell you something about Harry's staff—they're smoother than my famous 1997 Electric Slide moves at little Timmy's graduation party (the neighbors are STILL talking about it). These servers navigate between tables like I flip burgers on my trusty Weber Genesis—with PRECISION, folks! The bartender reminds me of my middle child: efficient, no-nonsense, and probably rolling their eyes at my jokes, but deep down they love the entertainment. That's a solid 12 eye-rolls per minute, which is actually BELOW average for my family!

Speaking of time, my Casio digital watch (the PINNACLE of 2003 technology) decided to give up the ghost right when I was ordering. Well, butter my biscuit, I spent ten minutes trying to "fix" it by pressing every button like I was playing Pac-Man! The poor waitress just stood there while I explained that back in MY day, you could shake a watch and it would work again. She had the patience of my dear wife Margaret when I tried to install that programmable thermostat last spring (we're still using blankets in July).

Now, about my cargo shorts—yes, these particular khaki beauties have 47 pockets, and NO, I don't know what's in half of them. Found a Blockbuster card in pocket #23 yesterday! My kids say I dress like a "suburban dad starter pack," but JOKES ON THEM—I AM the suburban dad starter pack! proud Dad stance next to trusty 4Runner

But here's the thing, and this gets me right in the FEELS every time—Harry's isn't just about great drinks and atmosphere. It's about those precious moments when your teenagers actually laugh at your jokes instead of pretending they don't know you. When time seems to stand still because you're surrounded by the people you love most, sharing stories and making memories that'll last a lifetime.

And that, my friends, is what I...

We had been here several times before during our travel and the food and service were fantastic and we were happy to pay a little more on food and beverage to be there. We went a bit out of our way this venture to go back. Very disappointing this trip. We paid $9.00 for a beer that is from a local brewery. We literally stopped there after having a beer in Apolachicola and we paid less there. When we asked why the prices had gone up so much from last time we were there in November, the bartender responded that “it’s a tourist town”. We came from a huge tourist area in Gatlinburg TN and we have never paid $9.00 for any beer. If the owner wants to do away with tourists who work very hard to come to the area and spend their money in their town, they are doing a good job. There were very few people inside the bar and there was a live band that didn’t start at 7 because they were waiting for people to show up. Wings were really good but smaller than the last time we ate there. Hopefully the owner reconsiders gouging customers. It’s not the servers fault, but they are the ones having to face answering why we paid $3.00 more for a beer there than we did in a bigger tourist town 25...

I got drugged at this bar. I went with a group of friends to hang out and sing karaoke. We are from out of town and were just trying to have a good time. We sang several songs since it seemed like no one else at the bar wanted to. The regulars loved us at first. After a couple of drinks one of them tried to arm wrestle me and kept asking suggesting questions as if he wanted to fight me. His partner next to me convinced himself that I was an undercover cop and kept being hostile to me when I denied it. I didn’t pay much mind to it. I saw both of them hanging out with the bartenders. The whole night I had a total of 4 beers across 3 hours. While we were singing our last song, I left my cup on the stage and didn’t pay attention to it, big mistake. I closed my tab, finished my beer before leaving and got in the car with my friends. We drove to the house which was about 5 minutes away. When I got to the house I felt like my body was shutting down. So I went to lay down, out of nowhere I started throwing up like I never had in my life. It just kept going for a while. I was well nourished, healthy and I have never done any illegal drugs. This had never happened...