I have no idea if this place was once a garage or a stable or what, but it clearly wasn't always the German-like beer hall that it has become. Which, of course,...
Anchor Bar is supposedly the home of the original Buffalo wing. This bar is obviously not in Buffalo. And it's not in any way original. Though they do have ...
You know that place you duck into when it's raining really hard ands there's absolutely nothing else open and/or safe-looking in the immediate vicinity? Yeah, t...
There was a time when Avenue C was a place where you'd be more likely to score crack than a nice cocktail. I don't even know if crack is still a thing, but the ...
The sports bar in Manhattan is always a fickle mistress. Yes, I suffer from idiom blindness, but my point is that a sports bar in Manhattan is akin to a John De...
This joint may as well be called Spicoli's Hut or Freddy Shoop's Pad (that's a Summer School reference, people!) The theme is all surf all the time, and looking...
Yeah, I have this thing categorized as a sports bar, but it's actually a very specific kind of sports bar. It's a Philly sports bar. I haven't the slightest whe...
I used to frequent this joint back in the day when it was B.B. Doyle's and sat a mere two blocks from my workplace in Worldwide Plaza. That job is long gone, as...
All I can think about when I hear the name Gatsby is the scene in the book where that chick gets hit by a car and "her left breast swings free like a flap." The...
Despite the name, I've certainly been to smaller bars in the city. But the snug adjective does describe the warm atmosphere of a joint that knows why it exi...
I feel a bit pedophile-ish having drinks in this joint. After all, it sounds like a New York City public school and not some semi-swanky lounge in this non-neig...
One of the few Madison Square Garden area bars without Blarney in its name, Stout tries to class it up a little bit. "Class" here is a very very relative term i...
I have a somewhat foggy recollection of my time at The Half Pint. In fact, I didn’t even remember going there until some blurry cell phone photos I snapped turn...
The scene of one of my most embarrassing drinking escapades happened at the old Blind Tiger Ale House right before they closed shop. I won't go into detail, but...
Somehow they've taken the space that was the dreadful Barney Mac's and super-sucked it. I mean I find it amazing that any place that actually serves booze c...
We could have all sorts of fun with this name (especially with a word in it that rhymes with hog), but we will refrain in order to give the impression that ...
An unfortunate affiliation considering NBC's ratings nosedive. It seems like this bar has really taken it hard, putting out dismal numbers during weekday ni...
The kids have wood. Well, the students have cedar, at least. And by the looks of this place, it took a whole forest of those big boys to build it. Such a quin...
