Dave’s Tavern

Always a great time. Fantastic bartenders and even better people who come in and join to drink the night away with you. One of NYC’s best true dives.

«Irish Bar» is what the sign outside says – if there was evidence of Dave’s Tavern, I couldn’t find any.
You can bring in $ 1 pizza to spruce up your dive bar experience. If you’re looking to tell your friends about that cool dive bar you discovered near Time Square, this will do.
Not much else of note other than bathrooms with no locks and multiple anti-​rape warnings on the wall of the gentlemen’s room. Classy… but at least they’re doing a public service! On the bright side, drinks are cheap and no one bothers you. But don’t bring girls here unless they’re in the mood for irony or you are absolutely sure this is their vibe.
It’s the kind of bar a 19-​year-​old bro from Jersey would bring a date to off the PA bus to «seal the deal.» Or the barf stop on the St. Paddie’s bar crawl. Cheers.

100% dive bar, but if you are looking to have some cheap drinks and watch the games then do it! Although it is pretty small. There is a music player so you can choose the tunes along with 1 pool table. Not sure how this place is late night… Not sure I ever want to find out; it definitely has the potential of bringing in a weird crowd. But hey, that’s the type of bar it is, what you see is what you get here.

My husband and I are not a fancy couple. We’re under 30, heavily tattooed and foul mouthed like sailors lol! This was my 1^st time in NY and after stopping by all the generic, highly over-​rated sights to see like Times Square we were in need of a drink. After footing the journey back towards Columbus Circle we searched for a dive bar to just sit down, relax, and feel at home. So glad we Unilocal’d this bar. We were ID’d at the door (something so simple that offends you & also makes you wonder if you’re looking considerably good that night, lol). The bar is narrow, dark, and the wood soffit made me feel like this was a REAL bar. We grabbed a 2 seater table along the brick wall. It still had empty glasses on it so my husband grabbed them quickly and brought them to the bartender so she wouldn’t have to leave her customers at the bar (she looked to be the only one working). Apparently manners go a long way because she gave us a free beer for saving her the trouble. Very nice of you, so thanks for that! We grabbed 2 IPA’s and had a nice chat for about 30 minutes. It wasn’t busy at all, only 4 – 5 other people in besides us so it was nice and tame. We will definitely be stopping by the next time we’re in town. It’s nice to have a local spot that feels like it’s all your own. WIth love, from an Irish girl!

Bar was a nice dive bar with a un level pool table bar tender was good an prompt, different crowd of locals tho seems to get more of the problem makers than other bars

Perfect to escape the tourist trap bars near by. Place could use some renovating, and a lock on the bathroom door, but i’d gladly go here and pay $ 5 for some beer then go somewhere nearby that charged double that. Everyone who worked here was amicable, and the security guard even helped with some directions I needed after (because yes, I was drunk). Recommended

Since Smith’s Bar closed its doors a few months ago, my friends and I have begun the search for a proper pre-​gaming spot when we have shows to attend at the nearby B.B. King Blues Club and the Best Buy Theater. With that in mind, I popped into Dave’s Tavern down on 9^th Avenue to grab a quick couple of beers with my friend.
It was a Sunday so not very busy when we walked in. The space is a good size with a pool table towards the back for those who wish to play. I ordered up a couple of beers from the lovely bartender who I learned was a recent arrival to NYC from across the pond. Welcome to the Big Apple Miss, I hope you have a magnificent stay here.
I was on the hungry side so was sad to learn that no food is served here but they have a pretty open policy to customers bringing in a sandwich from the nearby cheesesteak place. Now since my buddy and I were on a tight schedule we only had time for the two beers and they set us back about $ 14 before tip. My only complaint was getting these in plastic cups as opposed to a real glass but since it was my first time here perhaps that is how its done.
I didn’t find my phone detecting a WiFi signal but there was a pool table towards the back if you were in need of a game. Music as served up via a jukebox and at the time it was not playing any Rock which is of course my main preference. Not a terrible experience at all and a good choice for a quick, beer and liquor only sort of stop.

This place needs a major facelift. Jon Taffer would have a field day here

All of the «glassware» is plastic.

My first true dive bar experience– and it was in of course– NYC. I came here after watching a Yankees game. I was wearing my Derek Jeter home jersey and I got some drunk people cheering me and calling out «Jeeeeteerrrrrrr!!»
The bartender was very nice. I stayed for quite a while and even stuck around the neighborhood going across the street to the 99 cent pizza joint, and then going to the other bar next door and having a Philly cheesesteak. Don’t even ask me why I ate a fricken Philly cheesesteak in NYC. Because I stuck around for a couple of hours, the bartender gave me a buyback. I chose to do an Irish carbomb with her. Totally fun.
At one point, a really drunk guy with 80 proof breath started talking to me about Slash after I had put on ‘Sweet Child O’ Mine’ on the jukebox. Nothing hostile, just rambling. It only added to the ambience.
Afterwards, I made the long subway ride out to Queens and safely to my hotel room.
Tip: if you’re walking in New York through a residential area– look like you know where you’re going; walk with a purpose and no one should bother you.

It is sad what they have done to this place. Just a couple of years ago it was one of the last bastions of seediness in the area. Not only was the place rundown, but so was the majority of the clientele. You could also find an assortment of friendly pimps, hustlers, hookers and angry locals. Now it is filled with 50 year old tourists form Minnesota singing along to the jukebox and hogging the shiny Bud Light bar top. Boo.
Note that occasionally you can see some glimpses of its old glory, usually around 3:00am on a weekday.

The only attractive thing about this place is the pool table. Drinks are overpriced for a dive of this caliber. I think I paid $ 8 for a Guinness and $ 5 for a bud light. Seems like a place lonely old men come to talk to attractive bartenders.

Great bar, right near the theater some friends and I were going to see a show at.
The bartenders were both gorgeous, as well as attentive, and had a style and personality that you simply won’t find at chain locations.
The bar was suitably dark, had a jukebox (though someone spammed it with nothing but Tom Jones, which made it very surreal considering the bartenders were both punked out), lots of TV’s, and was just small enough to be cool.
I dug it, and was glad to kill some time here. They were also kind enough to let my friend plug in his iPhone behind the bar, without getting snooty about it.

Nothing special.

Mixed feelings about this place. Staff was just alright but met a couple folks that seemed pretty nice there. During non happy hour times a pint of Brooklyn Lager will set you back $ 7 but they have PBR and the likes for $ 4, which is probably standard for Times Square pricing. The place is utterly convenient if you want to enjoy a couple drinks before attempting to catch your last bus from Port Authority (next door) to the burbs.

Well let me say we went here after a work dinner and the bar at our hotel closed for the night. This place is not for the conservative type. The bartender was eccentric and talked to us like we were regulars right from the start. We played some pool in the back while we were here and had a good time. Some of the other patrons laughed with us at our horrible shots and made the overall atmosphere of this place very fun.
I will say this is by every meaning a pretty big dive bar. If you have to use the bathroom be prepared for seeing some things you may not have seen before. The sink in the mens room while we were there was filled entirely with some sort of yellowish substance so that you could not use it without it overflowing. I must add that this was my expectation so take that as you will. Overall the drinks were cold and the atmosphere was great. If you can deal with the place being a dive you’ll have a good time. Give it a shot they have televisions too if you want to watch the game.

It’s the kind of place where you could fall
in love with someone. Meatloaf playing on the jukebox and time stands still.

Stopped in at 2:30 am looking for one more drink before the train ride home.
Upon walking in, noticed everyone in the bar looked somewhat wasted (even the bartender). Dave’s is nothing special in décor, but they serve drinks ’til 4am and they are the only bar open late on a week night on that block.
Staff was super friendly. Ordered our round of drinks, and sat back to watch the in house entertainment. Bouncer had to keep kicking out what I thought to be a homeless man because he had no money. Bartender, as friendly as she was, came back to see if we were ready for another drink four times during the first round even though we said we were in there for one round. I’d go back if I was in the area and I needed a drink. Maybe next time, I’ll get the free peanuts.

Dave’s is your typical NYC dive. Walk into a nice long bar with a friendly bartender. Extra seating in the back and a questionable clean bathroom. Drafts $ 3.

Now I have been to some dive bars in my lifetime. Some good, some not so good, but Dave’s Tavern bad, real bad.
I don’t know how long this place has been in existence, but I have been meaning to come here or whatever it’s been called before for 30 plus years. Do I regret my unwise decision; yes, yes and yes.
The beer had the beginnings of turning skunk. Not very nice. The bathroom had the stench of urine from the bad ass 42 Street days from the 70’s. I was within seconds of blowing chow with 20 plus small plates of pork. This was as nasty as it gets. My skin began to peel. Really. Now I know why my mother use to tell me never use the bathroom on 42 Street.
Overall, stay away. There are so many more options near by, like the bodega next door and buy a 40…