I miss Linda and the $2.75 fish bowl specials where they'd put good alcohols like PieHole whiskey. The pool table that took three people to lift so the balls would drop for your game and the sound of Elvis on repeat that the old patrons must've spent $20 on. The danky lighting and that old carpet that screamed DIVE BAR as soon as you stepped through the door.
This used to be the diviest-dive bar in Arcadia but has now turned in to hipster central, especially with that awful large window at the front. Hey, to each their own, and I'm sure this owner knows their stuff bc the place had patrons - mostly 20s and maybe 30s. Just, take the sign down that says established in the 60s bc I promise you, the name is deceiving. This is not the Dilly Dally. This will never be the Dilly again.
I wish this establishment well but you missed the mark with people like me. If it wasn't broke, why in the world would you fix it?