Monday, October 4th, 2010—Bar 267
Day 267—Sunday, October 3rd, 2010
Reade Street Pub & Kitchen
Okay, time to go out for the Sunday dinner at a bar. I found a bar in Tribeca called The Reade Street Pub & Kitchen. It’s been on the block for over 100 years and the menu looks good, so it’s tonight’s destination. There’s also going to be a guest crawler tonight. Ken Lombardo has been following the 365 blog since he read about it in the Daily News. He and his wife Sue are in town and wanted to join the crawl, so I said what I always say: “Fuckin’ A-OK with me!”
Here we are at the Reade St. Pub & Kitchen.
It's got a nice neighborhood vibe from the minute you walk in. The bar is full at this end...
But the end of the bar is empty, so this is where I'll camp out for the day.
And the super-cute bartender Megen serves up a beer and a smile.
There's a globe next to me and I immediately looked at Australia. Cheers to all our Oz mates out there following the 365 blog! And of course, Canada's there on top, hi Lex!
Nice neon inside the pub.
Here's Lenny who lives in the neighborhood. He told me his sister is a bartender here and would be coming in soon.
And sure enough, here she is along with the owner of the place. From left: Marcia, Brian and Lenny.
There's booths and tables opposite the bar for dining and drinking.
A Greenwich St. street sign marks the back room of the bar.
The wall in the back room is loaded with photos from days gone by in the bar, Frank Sinatras mugshot and a photo of Bob Marley.
Here's a photo of a tribute to some Irish writers.
A painting of the bar hangs on the brick wall opposite the bar.
Meanwhile back at the bar, Megen gets ready to hand it over to Marcia for the evening.
And of course this place has a tin ceiling, what else would you expect from a place that's been on the block for over 100 years?
Here's Ryan who was enjoying a pint of Guinness at the bar.
A long shot of the wooden bar.
And here she is behind the bar, the lovely Marcia is now on duty!
And here are the guest stars of the evening, Ken and Sue Lombardo. Cheers and beers! They're in town to celebrate Sue's birthday. Happy birthday, Sue!
Ken and Sue were going to eat later, but I had my Sunday dinner at the bar and here's Marcia, serving it up.
I got the roast beef sandwich with fries. It looks great.
It was delicious. (Award winning photo by Ken Lombardo.)
A parting shot of myself and Ken. Thanks to Ken and Sue for taking time to join me on the bar crawl and buy a couple of rounds. Goodnight, everybody!
Review
Okay, I have an early morning appointment before work and I overslept, so I don’t have time to write a revew, so I’ll post New York magazine’s review, and it’s their critics pick by the way:
In a neighborhood where $9 barely buys a short pour of tannic Napa red, it's a rare treat to find this comfy pub still thriving. Reade Street isn't spectacular, but it's affordable, dependable, and for the right mood, just right. Darkly intimate, stuffed with a homey assemblage of baseball caps and model trains, and boasting a mellow, spot-on jukebox mixing Sinatra, the Pogues and Prince, Reade Street warms without a whiff of pretension. Twelve quality taps (featuring a sunny Reade Street Ale) combine with 25 bottled options to sate every hoppy taste. There's also an extensive pub-food roster (tackle the 10-oz burger if you're feeling up for it, or the fresher-than-Michael-Musto salads if you're feeling too much). The affable barkeeps keep important local games on the telly and ensure that you that you taste every draft before committing to a pint. When you emerge into the austere caverns of lower Tribeca, you'll have a new favorite pub—and you'll wonder why you ever spent all that money on Opus One anyway.
Reade Street Pub & Kitchen
135 Reade St. (near Hudson St.)
212-227-2295
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Bonus Photos!
Okay, last week we met Claire and Mick on the bar crawl at the Pig ‘n’ Whistle. They’re on a two-month travleing destination and promised to send in photos from their destinations. And true to their word, here’s some shots takein in Germany, (Munich I believe) of an Oktoberfest morning and afternoon. Take it way Claire and Mick!
Bavarian Heavan!
The Bavarian beer tent at 9am.
And the same beer tent two hours later at 11am.
Cheers!
Claire and her German friend, Alessia.
Lederhosen!
Bavarian Heaven at 12pm!
A pretzel to soak up the beer.
The oompa oompa band.
Try going on this ride after you've had a few!
Woo hoo, I made it!
Great job, thanks for the photos, Claire and Mick!
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Reader Comments (30)
@GENE: At least soon you'll be on your way home, I look forward to tipping more than a few with you and the rest of the BBC!
That beer hall looks fuckin amazing!! Great pick Marty. Any bar that has Ol Blue Eyes' mug shot next to a pic of Ol Bloodshot Eyes is my kinda place!
@Marty : For sure !! HaHa!
@Jason: Hey, that proposal doesn't count! I was drunk like hell! the official proposal was at AB Bar when I was drunk again! But the very very official one is the one you did... when my mom did the joke to make you repeat in French "Mom'inlaw, Can I marry your daughter!" HAHA But she was drunk too!! I think we have a booze problem in my family!!! LMAO
The ring??? LOL hum... no... I can't say that in here...... .... no, don't insist! I can't say that It's too dirty! ....... Oh ok, if you insist that much!
The ring?? My vagiBiiiiiiiiiiiiiiip around your peniBiiiiiiipBIPBIP! Here is the ring! OH OH OH !!!!
:D (sorry people for my vulgar shitty humor!)
What a wonderful bar full of nice looking friendly folks...that is my kind of place!
Cheers Claire and Mick! Great Oktoberfest pics!
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@Lex: Nice to see you dipping your toe into the comment pool!
Love the worn floors and casual vibe this place has. Happy Birthday Sue! And great to see Claire and Mick's travels. So sorry to hear about Barry, fitzy. And I love the song, what if god was one of us.