YES-GOOD-GO TO JOE'S. When you recover, go again! And again!
Back in '87, I was in Jr. high algebra seated behind a fellow student wearing a Joe Jost's t-shirt. I drew the logo, and the kid wearing the t-shirt, and the entire classroom as the teacher droned on about exponents & integers. Then one day I saw the storefront out of the car window and put the two together. "What a great place!" I thought, "They have a t-shirt, and EVERYTHING!" The minute I was old enough, I finally got to go in with some friends and experience what everyone seemed to be raving about. Huh. Smaller, darker, dirtier than I thought. And then someone handed me a "schooner" of pure gold. A huge, frosty dripping attitude adjuster in a modern day goblet. It's easy to walk around, and hang out with your friends, acting like a clown and strutting like you own the place. There aren't many things on the menu, and everything on it will give you breath that will peel paint off the walls. But those few things, in particular, the pickled eggs, Joe's special sandwich, the liverworst, the salami, egg salad, cheese, hot dog... If you've eaten your way through the sidewalks & delis of New york, Joe's menu will bring you back there for a few brief, and wonderful moments. Time stops, several more rounds of schooners, a few games of pool or shuffleboard, and great music who's volume allows you to laugh really loud at your friends' jokes and not have every head turn to see who the loud, laughing lush is. You'll all go home talking for years about what a good time you had, and return over and over.
Notes: It's a beer bar. No hard liquor, no vino, no kids, no pretty curtains. Just awesomeness in it's purest form for those who need to cut loose after a long work week.
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