Outward appearance indicative of this monkey’s heart of hearts.  Relatively unchanged in 50 years of evolution.  Sure, there were horrified, deeply depressed little bobos barreled up against one wall and the singular experience that was the Showmanship of The Maestro Bobby Floyd (rest his soul) and Steve and His Sexy Sticks, but Bob’s (rest his soul, too) Java Jive is still the place to get lost in the jungle. The shows are still gloriously uncommon, and the regulars are boss.  Caution: Smoking out back is MANDATORY!



Drink Choice: PBR, on tap or in cans.  The tap is cheaper, but the can allows you to hold the hallowed PBR logo right there in your rapidly cooling hand.



Praise be!



[Bob’s Java Jive, 2102 S. Tacoma Way, Tacoma, 253.475.9843]