Kozy Kar — Restaurant in San Francisco

Kozy Kar was the correct choice of bar to bring my frist date who was from out of town. On the jaunt to the bar, I stopped him and broke down what he was about to be getting into. Post explaination and a signed permission slip from his mom, we entered the sly like a fox decor of where and who am i, dim lights, toys triggering memories from childhood secured in chaotic order all over the place. T.V.'s (plural) playing all the favorites from that disco era..happy days caught my friends attention as his face was all sentimental however his face morphed into one of sheer embarresment then awesome laughter as the Fonz got spliced into a throat deep erotica scene from a classico authentic 70's porno. And before the sight could be processed, boom. done. back to happy days. did it really happen? or am i just a major perv . Service amaze, drinks great, all around...

Dear Tom,

After a brutal day your liquid treats gave me life. Produced a joy inside my life that quite frankly I felt had been stolen by traumatic experience prior.

Yes!

Tom, aka Kozy Kar you were there for me when I need some a refreshing pick-me-up. You provided this service with generosity and at a very low cost.

Yes!

$21 was enough to buy my companions and I enough spiked juice to forget about our woes. And although I didn't catch those graphic pornographic snippets on tv, I was bombarded by photos of man meat in the stall.

Yes!

I am a fan! I love how you unquestionably drove me to utter intoxication. I felt oh so safe and secure. So Tom thank you for the ride!

Would definitely recommend the reasonably priced liquor and the great company. It wasn't crowded but the company...

This is only a 1-star review because I cannot figure out how to give negative stars.

I ordered a water because I was a designated driver for my friend's birthday party. When I ordered a second water, the bartender ordered me to leave the bar, claiming I was rude. The remaining 5 party members left shortly thereafter.

This behavior is utterly unacceptable in any business and down right dangerous for a bar. I was attempting to behave responsibly and ensure the safety of myself and the rest of my group, a point that seemed beyond the comprehension of the feeble-minded bartender. Instead of the appreciation I deserve for not drinking, I was rudely evicted and our party ended on a rather sad note.

Will not return, will not let a friend attend...