Burp Castle

Very nice selection of Belgian beer on tap. Please go and enjoy a break from the city.

I love this place.
I have been looking for a quiet bar since I moved to the city. This is the 4^th year and I finally found it. I almost gave up and my friend Oscar showed me this amazing place. I will just quote its bartender’s write:
«We shush so you can hear each-​other, or hear yourself think. You nerds, scientists, artists, writers, engineers, lovers, foodies, drinkers, sweet-​talking pretty things, makers, doers, thinkers, you all have so much to say to each other. You’re not angry– so you shouldn’t have to yell. This is a quiet neighborhood bar.»

I love this place. It is quiet and the beers are really good. They will shush you if you are too loud which is amazing and part of what makes Burp Castle so great.
It can be a little tight so it’s best to go with a person you feel comfortable in an intimate space with. It’s great for a date.
If you are like me and don’t like going to a bar and not being able to hear who you are talking to you will love burp castle.

You know what? Screw this place.
It’s a Belgian beer hall. Most pours here are 7% alcohol or more, there’s no music, tv, or other diversions, and you’re expected to be QUIET.
Give me a break. It’s New York. No one quietly contemplates their libations here. There’s nothing more humiliating than the heavy-​handed «SHHHHHHHHHHHHHH» of the pretentious barkeepers, sure to be heard at least every five minutes, likely destroying your conversation, the mood, and possibly your night if you stay too long.
Don’t let them kick you out. Kick yourself out and have some real fun at McSorley’s half a block away.

Interesting little bar. I loved the hidden booth seats and murals on the wall. The constant «shhhhh» also made me laugh every single time. Friendly service, good beer, interesting concept! Try it!

As soon as you enter shhhhhhhhhhh… You have to keep it down, don’t speak too loud and don’t get me wrong sometimes i want that quiet and tranquil atmosphere but perhaps it was not my night there

Based on a true story.
A beautiful East Village evening.
A party of 3: MASHA && THEBEAR and a dirtball mr_​dd.
The former, fashionably late, as always.
The weather was fabulous, however, so Mr Diddles patience was not exactly at its tipping point a la numerous prior occasions.
MB bourgeois chins were held up high as they rested on the tallest stools possible. It was a great skyscraper rooftop view as they were trying to look down on David.
The bartender lady was a very nice sister. She shushed the party of 3, as she was trying to keep the bar’s law in harmony.
What transpired afterwords was rather priceless: a true metamorphosis. Out of nowhere two toddlers appeared wearing yellow diapers (think of the MK Babality).
Put in their place by a simpleton in their eyes, the babies ran for cover gripping onto the tails between their legs. Such an insult was simply unbearable for children their age.
The moral of the story: Respect the rules of the house, or shoo.

I fell in love with this place.
Maybe 10 tiny tables, and the tiny bar seats about 7 or 8. Small selection of (I think) red wines only. 12 well curated, rotating drafts with a focus on Belgian beers. No food. No TV. No music. No liquor.
Best of all – no noise.
I was there on a busy Friday night, and the place was packed. About every 10 minutes as the din of conversation would get too loud, the bartender would shush the small crowd. Shhhhhh…
Ah, quiet. You can actually hear yourself think.
Not only can you hear yourself, you can hear those you’re with, which when you’re with others is good. Because you want to talk, you don’t want to stare at each other, or worse, yell at each other.
Burp Castle is a gem.

This place smelled really really bad once I walked in the door. It was also overcrowded inside and in the outdoor smoking area. The crowd there also seems to be a bunch of older generation. The place was also super small and barely had any standing space. I don’t think I’d wanna come back here even if it wasn’t crowded. The odor was just so unbearable. I’m assuming it’s the smell of too many people, alcohol and the wooden smell.

I had a wonderful time here.
I did commit the gaffe of trying to order a cranberry and vodka, then whiskey here. The bartender, Rachel, was seriously awesome. She told me: «Absolutely not!» lol She proceeded to explain to us that it was an all beer bar and asked me what I liked to eat for dessert so she could recommend me a beer that I liked. The lady was so awesome. She even fed us some homemade cookies.
I learned that I like chocolate stouts and Belgium darks! :)
The crowd was chill and not creepy — which is kinda rare sometimes in this city.
The place is very low key and kinda small. Loved the murals on the walls.
Will definitely come back.

Shhhhh! Is what you hear if you get too loud.
This bar allows you to truly chat in a small voice with your friends. It’s very calming.
However, there are often drunk idiots who want to be loud and rude. I do feel that the bartender should have the authority to remove those.
They have wine.

Good selection of Belgian beers but being told to ‘Shhhhh’ for talking to loudly was a major downside so if you are a group of more than 3 people, it’s really not worth it!

So utterly forgettable. I didn’t realize that the name of this place was intended as an ironic sendup of fast food chains, although the bar itself is obviously targeting the hipster demographic, which is loathsome in its own right, until my friends told me that they had been repeatedly shushed in the 15 minutes they had been there.
The bartender refused to give me ice with the water I requested-​because we apparently live in the Sahel-​and wasn’t very helpful otherwise. I don’t know what type of person seeks a bar where the patrons are repeatedly shushed by an unattractive, school marmish female bartender, but chances are I won’t be hanging out with those people.

Great beer list and awesome bartender who knows the beers and makes good recommendations. They ‘shush’ you if you talk to loudly and the environment is very unique and European. I’d definitely recommend this place for a date or a quieter night out.

Shhhhh!!!
By order of the monks, the bartender will Shhhh you when the place gets too loud. This makes it a great spot for drinking and having a decent conversation. They have a decent beer list on tap, and the friendly bartender will even let you sample different beers.
While having a nice conversation there, some drunk tourist started going «Shhhh» and seemed to have lots of fun with it. The bartender said, «Only I am allowed to do it.» The tourist then begged, «Can I do it one more time? Please? Just one more time?» The bartender said «No, that is my job.» The tourist just stayed silent after that.
However, after that, whenever the bartender went «Shhh». I heard many people echoing him and doing «Shhhh» which was pretty hilarious. I am sure that tourist was definitely going «Shhhhh» whenever he had a chance.
So shhhhhh… I’ll be back again, and will make sure I keep the volume down low…

The shushing is real, and it is fantastic. I’m such a new fan of this place (ha ha get it… ok I’ll stop). The name of this bar is totally incongruent with the interior, which is all dim lighting and dark wood paneling, but Burp Castle is far from pretentious! The bartender on the night I went was impossibly welcoming and kind, making me feel completely at ease, asking me what I was interested in to help me choose a beer, and bringing me different samples without me asking. The selection is on the smaller side but pretty unique, and I was very happy with his recommendation of the Kasteel Rouge.
Ambience is quiet and intimate, which I loved — I can definitely see myself bringing a date here in the future. Incidentally, it’s also a solid place to go to by yourself — this isn’t exactly a people-​watching kind of place, and what other bar lets you do some good thinking amid quiet, great beer, and paintings of raunchy monks and wenches? As others have already related, the bartender will shush everyone when he thinks it’s getting too loud, which is usually around every 5 – 7 minutes or so. To be honest the shushing doesn’t seem to be that effective as everyone will hush for five seconds before the noise level climbs back up again; it wasn’t nearly as quiet as I thought it’d be from reading other reviews — people were talking at conversational level most of the time. I wish the quiet were more enforced, but alas, I realize this isn’t a library.
Finally, because it seems to now be a recurring theme of my life to hunt for outlets immediately upon entering any establishment, I have to report back for the others like me: no visible outlets here :(But given how great and genuinely unique pretty much everything else here is, that’s more than ok. Incredibly excited to have found such a gem!

Shhhhhhhhhh!
This place’s gimmick is that it’s supposed to maintain a level of silence. It’s monk-​themed. There are awesome murals on the wall. There’s no music playing. And the bartender will shush the entire bar when he deems it too loud.
Cool just to see what it’s like, but a few complaints — they have a good beer selection, but the ones we had seemed stale (Delirium Tremens), so we only stayed for one drink. Also, despite the nice bar interior, the men’s bathroom was super divey (aka unbearably stinky).
There’s also a small gated off outside area where you can talk, though it was packed.

Burp Castle, really a misnomer, is neither a castle nor a burp-​friendly establishment.
It’s actually an extremely quiet, keep-​your-​voice-​below-​normal-​decibels-​level bar hidden on E 7^th street.
What’s cool about this place is that it reaffirms the notion that there truly is something for everyone to be found in NYC.
You’ve got your divey bars, your bro-​ish bars, your speakeasies, your ultra-​luxe rooftop bars, etc… but nothing quite like this.
Anything above whisper level (including burps) will induce a stern, and slightly ridiculous SHHHHHHHH from the bartender.
The seating arrangement is a bit awkward as the place is so small, consisting of bar seats, high tables and one normal sized table. Ironically, the close seating almost guarantees that you will overhear conversations, even at a whisper.
Anyways, the library aspect aside, Burb Castle usually has a rotating list of unique, craft beers. The prices are maybe $ 1 – 2 more expensive than other bars in the area, but is well worth it for their craft selection.
Definitely come to Burp Castle for an interesting experience and some equally as interesting beer, but do make sure you SHHHHHHHHHHH

This place is my favorite bar so far in EV. I’m not a big social drinker nor am I a fan of the rowdy and can-​barely-​hear-​yourself– speak bar scene so this place was perfect. It was like drinking in a library. And I love the library!
It’s a small place but on a cold Saturday night there weren’t that many people there so we nabbed a table for two quick. And everything is on tap, score! They have some pretty interesting beers — the hubby got a pumpkin ale which he said was good. I opted for the timmermans strawberry beer which was quite yummy, but a bit pricey at $ 11 for a goblet sized cup.
The interesting thing is that the quiet library vibe is orchestrated because every time it got a little too loud the bartender would issue a stern «Ssshhhhhh» to quiet everyone down. It was kinda of funny at first because everyone shut up and looked at each other like they got in trouble but after a while I appreciated it because you could actually have a conversation without shouting to be heard.

Calling all sensitive souls who hate loud crowds: you have found your drinking hole in the E.Vil. Behind the 1980’s spiked white fencing lies a limited but premium beer selection even a Belgian would appreciate, or perhaps just a soft-​spoken experimental beer drinker who isn’t offended by a beer that might include a seasonal fruit.
The unfortunate name of the bar does a sufficient job of chasing off the pretentious high brow drinker in favor of the weirdly sublime one who likes things a little out of the ordinary.
The music atmosphere wafted between electro-​pop and indie-​jam, often bordering on a soundtrack for existential and self-​reflective conversations with a touch of lamentation. Perfect for an East Village crowd full of high hopes and dark realities. If you have an emo friend or partner, bring them here for a bit of sanctuary and soul-​spilling over drinks.