Madden’s Bedford Pub

Of the mere 15 minites I spent in the Bronx, 10 or so were in Maddens. Lemme tell ya, ladies & gents, doesn’t get much more South Bronx than this. Upon entering, I was greeted by a knot of old dudes who looked like they’ve been there every night for the past decade. After making our way through these friendly gentlemen I walked straight into a full on chick fight. We enjoyed an excellent $ 3.50 Coors light to the musical stylings of the jukebox circa 1990, and more importantly, by the lady brawl. I’m sure I’m not alone in feeling like yes, the bartender could in fact take her, and she probably should have just left when first invited to, look at me when im talking to you Claire. I can only hope that this was a topical night on this most awkwardly shaped of bars, and implore you to spend an evening there enjoying some throwback tunes, Wheel of Fortune & the local flavor.