08/31/12 2:00pm
Lone Wolf in Brooklyn

Dive bars of Brooklyn, we drink to you. Lone Wolf photo by Emily Paup.

A sports bar conjures up images of chads chowing down wings and sexually harassing waitresses who laugh it off for a decent tip. Beer bars have all the brews in our solar system, and bartenders who can write you a dissertation on each one. Gay bars have jukeboxes containing only Robyn. What is a dive bar though?

It definitely shouldn’t be defined by the terrible old cliche of “a place where hipsters rub elbows with [INSERT BLUE COLLAR TROPE]” because that veers dangerously close to giving a cop or a sanitation guy mystical features. It shouldn’t be a place that is cheap above all else, because a hellhole with cheap beer is still a hellhole.

A dive bar is a place that should have cheap beer, yes, but also decent service and some sense of being permanently etched into the landscape. If it’s baffling or intimidating to newcomers, all the better. If you walk into a bar, sit down with your beer and are suddenly being lectured on the terrible decision the Rangers made to trade for goddamn Phil Esposito 40 years ago, you know you’re in the right place. Or at least I know I am. A dive bar, more than any other kind of bar, is a place that acts as a bulwark against a world that is more often completely shitty than anything else.

Some of the bars on this list have existed as bars since seemingly the beginning of time, others are new but well on their way to permanence. Several reject the slummy dive bar aesthetic for something a little snazzier. Due to the sometimes anonymous nature of the dive, this list is far from all encompassing. Still, all these spots share an edge and patrons who don’t give a fuck what you think when you walk in the door. And Brooklyn is all the better for them. — Dave Colon (more…)

10/21/11 2:10pm

Where everybody knows your Twitter handle

Where do you go to tie one on after you’ve been laid off? Our friends over at FiPS have a good debate going on today — although one we hope you won’t have a need for anytime soon! — on this very topic. It’s a specific alchemy of elements you need: a place that’s comforting and friendly (Norm!) but not too rowdy that you can’t still drown your sorrows, with beers cheap enough to afford with your non-existent paycheck (free bar food helps too). Kerri at FiPS says her pick is High Dive, for its free popcorn, Boss-filled jukebox, chalkboard walls on which to scribble your unemployment rage and, most importantly, a drink board where friends can pre-pay for your drinks. What’s your pick? Team Brokelyn weighs in with some of ours below, several of which are sadly drawn from real experience. (more…)