A sign on the door of Cuzin's warns, "Be quiet in the parking lot." This is your first hint at the loud but jolly crowd that gathers here—everyone from boisterous twenty-somethings to drunken moms to rowdy bikers (who you'll hear defying the posted rules outside as they rev their engines).

Walk inside and you'll hear classic favorites from Tom Petty or Steve Miller blaring from the juke box. You may experience a bit of deja vu, as this crowd likes to hear a quality tune two or three times in a row.

It almost feels like a family party at Cuzin's, hence the inviting name. This small bar, hidden behind a bowling alley, is decorated with sports memorabilia that is a bit out of date, but appreciated nonetheless. A few flat-screen TVs spew sports statistics, but the newscasters can't compete with the many nostalgic anecdotes being shouted throughout the bar. Your conversation will often be interrupted by the cracking of someone's break on the pool table, and more than once you will have to rearrange your beers to allow for the local pool shark's perfect shot.

The small tables are the ideal size for a pizza and a few beers ($3 each). This throw-back joint stays open until 3 a.m. on Friday and Saturday nights. You won't find a better deal on Fridays than Cuzin's all-you-can-eat fish fry for $6.99.

Centerstage Reviewer: Jill Kozak