Port 41

Worst dive bar I have ever been to. There is honestly nothing redeemable I can say about this place. May be if you like shitty beer.

Yeah similar experience again. And I think they’re charging six bucks for a Corona. I don’t think I’ll be back.

This. Place. Is. A. Dump.
I. Love. It.
You. Should. Too.
Born: Identity
Hail: Hearty
R.I.P: Tupac

Fun bar with fun attractive bartenders. Decent priced drinks, live music, and an interesting crowd.
Reminds me of the old Times Square bars. A little seedy but fun! Definitely worth checking out. I’ve always had a good time here!

Now called Best Bar NY. Decent little unpretentious dive bar next to the Port Authority. I’ve passed this place a number of times seeing signs saying «bikini» «pool» and «darts», three of my favorite things so it’s a bit of a surprise it’s taken me so long to check the place out. So long in fact that they no longer have pool or darts, instead opting for a stage and back area for live music. They do still have bartenders in bikinis so there’s that. Whether or not that’s worth paying $ 7 for a Sam Adams on Tuesday night is really up to how desperate you are to see some skin. If you come during happy hour or stick to BudLight you can save a couple bucks but with nothing to do here (unless a band is playing) other than oogle the bikini clad bartender I think the place falls a bit flat. When I came here half of the taps were out and they didn’t have the staff needed to change any of the kegs. On the plus side they’re running a promotion where if you write them a good review on Unilocal they’ll give you a free drink (assuming you’ve already purchased a drink). Great deal especially considering the owners clearly don’t realize that you can always change your review later or delete your review and write another glowing review to show another bartender at a later time.

Best place to hang out after work. Staff is fun, pretty girls in skimpy outfits are never a bad thing. Customers are relaxed and good company. Drinks are not expensive. Best of all its a no bs kind of crowd

Positive: Bartenders and bouncers were really nice.
Negative: Heineken was $ 8 at the bar, which was over priced for a dive.
Thoughts for the establishment:
As a feminist, I found it unnecessary for the female bartenders to walk around in bikini tops/​bras while male costumers gawk at them, and while the other male workers (door, etc) are fully clothed– obviously gender biased. Although sexual appeal is used as an easy way to get a buck, the truth is that a bartender’s worth, male or female, should be based on their service, not their sexual attraction. That’s what differentiates a good venue versus a mediocre one. The female bartenders were obviously nice and competent– I’m sure they are able learn (or already know) how to make an awesome cocktail. Why degenerate your staff and your own reputation by showing your customers that your ideologies lie within using the physical appearances of those lovely young ladies (visual exploitation) for business, rather than letting their service, knowledge and personality flourish?
Now, if the bartenders wore bikini tops on their own, that’s a different story… however I doubt it.
Just sayin.

I like dives for sure, but what defines this place as a bar? just cuz bartenders wear bikini tops? The beer is not as cheap as you think… I think I may have paid $ 9 for a Sam Adams. Oh and it is a total meat market. And not in a grocery store way. I don’t think I will ever come back. I didn’t choose this place so really, I had no choice.

Best part about this place: I went on a Sunday morning years ago and there was a cat named Bruce who wandered around the bar and looked like his litter box was a hot box. I felt bad for the little guy. When I went back a few months later, the bartenders had no idea who I was talking about. It’s as if Bruce vanished like that Zoltar game in Big and I had imagined the whole thing. Prices are pretty steep here for a dive bar, but I guess if you like ogling semi-​past due women falling out of bikini tops, this place may be right up your alley. They have a pool table in the back but I have yet to see that work.

Don’t get your hopes up, it’s just your average dive bar. That being said this place is more of a hang out with regulars than a glamourous bar. The place is situated on 41^st street so far in the block you would only go in there if it was by accident. The service literally depends on how much the bartenders have had to drink. This is another hit or miss place. You’re either all in, or it’s not for you. I have had way more good times than bad times here so I will stick by it. Making friends with the bartenders does make the experience a lot more fun. The music plays to the majority here.
FYI for those this matters to, Last time I was here there was a C Health Inspection rating (no more than a couple days ago)

One of the worst dive bars i ever had the chance to come across.
i wish i didn’t. Quite frankly theres not much i can say. Terrible service,
aweful atmosphere, warm drinks, it looks like they hadn’t had a chance to clean up the place. Im not trying to bash them cause i want to be an inconsiderate asshole but im just being truthful.

Ugh.
That’s all there is to say here.
But really, this place is a «wretched hive of scum and villainy,» to quote Mr. Kenobi. It’s dirty. The bartenders are strung-​out-​looking girls in bikinis who barely speak english. I should’ve spent my time counting track marks, but there was no light in the place to see by.
This astounded me… One of the people I was in when we came here (for a show) showed me the women’s room — it’s made for more than one person to use, but there’s no stalls or partition between the toilets. You just have to sit next to each other and go.
I also heard the venue didn’t pay the performers at the end of the night, but that may or may not be true as I am not one of them.

If you wonder where all the street life in the times square area disappeared. This is the place.
A seedy bar near the port authority bus terminal.

This place is scary. The area around it is scary. If you follow my method, though, you will be able to overcome your fears of getting there, staying there, and drinking there.
1. Separate your drink cash from your wallet.
2. Hide yo wallet.
3. Use bathroom facilities prior to coming here to avoid getting blood, pubes, and venereal diseases.
4. From the time that you are within 2 blocks of this place to the time that you leave, start singing the following to yourself out loud. This way, the homeless crack whores will be more scared of you than you are of them.
Making your way in the world today takes everything you’ve got.
Taking a break from all your worries, sure would help a lot.
Wouldn’t you like to get away?
Sometimes you want to go
Where everybody knows your name,
and they’re always glad you came.
You wanna be where you can see,
our troubles are all the same
You wanna be where everybody knows
Your name — Port 41.

The ultimate place to simulate an escape from the city’s typical nightlife, unfortunately we’re not going overseas or anywhere tropical. This place takes us to a part of our country where married cousins are proud to say they’re not sibling before taking the dirt bikes out for a ride in the backyard.
If you don’t already know, the Port Authority is the seediest transit center that NY has to offer and therefore this fine establishment built into the same structure as that bus hub and across the street from a homeless shelter is nothing short of the neighborhood’s beauty.
Once inside, away from its lovely exterior, Port 41 bar goers can enjoy:
— A lovely spin the quarter peanut vending machine best resembling that in the entrance of supermarkets circa 1989
— (So I hear) Side-​by-​side, divider-​less toilets in the ladies’ restroom
— Pabst Blue Ribbon Specials — The only thing special about PBR is how nauseous I feel within seconds of drinking it
— The «Bikini» Headline: How do I say this tastefully? … Let’s just say the fact that bartenders will be wearing bikinis is probably not something the hiring process takes into account…
— A mounted animal head on the wall near the front
— The so called cat (s) at this establishment. While I failed to see this specimen, my experience was not complete without the watery/​itchy eyes and other allergies that come with furry animals partaking in nightlife activities
So like I said, if you want an escape, this is the place to be. From the live band shrieking in the back to the shadesters in the front, and all of the frills in between, this place provides the unconventional. If you’re unhappy with this, you can always catch a bus upstairs and ride off into the New Jersey sunset ;)

This place is a dive, but they do have some good drink specials. They do seem like they have cheap prices on beer, but it’s misleading. The mugs look like they’re 9 oz. You’re better off getting a pitcher. A pitcher of domestic beer was $ 13 bucks, but for some reason they think Blue Moon is an import so they charged $ 18 for it. (Blue Moon is a product of the Coors Company based out of Colorado made by a huge conglomerate).
The bartenders are wearing bikinis. They do seem kind of out of place when it’s cold outside.
If I have a buddy in town and we just want a cheap divey place to get our nights started, I would totally go here. Like the college days, I would probably finish my night here, followed by the 2 bros pizza down the street.

OK, now, I am biased because the guy who owns this place has graciously given my shitty little comedian friends and I a place to do an open mic and showcase two nights a week on a great stage for free. I mean, that’s just awesome of him.
I will say this: Anyone who says about this place «I like dive bars, but this place is too divey,» or something akin to that doesn’t actually like dive bars. They like the idea of a dive bar. What they like is a neighborhood bar. Dive bars, newsflash, sometimes smell. They probably have shitty bartenders and bad booze. Everything is going to be a little sticky. THAT’S what a dive bar is. It isn’t clean, manufactured grime. It’s actual grime.
I really like dive bars, and Port 41 is a real dive. Man, the bartenders SUCK. Like, completely. In the ladies’ bathroom, there are two toilets. No stalls. Just two toilets, side by side, for those moments when you need to both pee and hold someone’s hand. Someone once tried to sell me drugs outside of it, and he actually TOOK THEM OUT AND SHOWED THEM TO ME despite my insistence that I didn’t want any of his drugs. The cat box smells.
I love it.

The only good thing about this place was the plentiful cabs outside that can take you somewhere much better. I didn’t get to see the cat.
Grimy, overpriced drinks, smells like puke, what did I expect from a bar right next to port authority that advertises bartenders in bikinis on their awning? Speaking of, said bartenders are hired for their ability to wear a bikini– not for any skill in pouring, serving, or even counting change. One didn’t know what bourbon was. Seriously. I had to show her. My friends had draft beers that were incorrect and badly poured.
Yuck.

I love dive bars. This is not a real dive bar. It’s a shady front for something else.
Cons: Sad, Slimy, Loud, Bikini girls???
Pros: $ 4 Bud
I love cats. They have a cat. The cat is forced to listen to DEAFENING music.
There is no reason to go here.

I was asked by a (male) friend who lives in Hells Kitchen if I wanted to go to a Dive Bar or a Divey Dive Bar. There may have been a few drinks involved at that point in the evening. I chose the latter, and was not let down. Port 41 is on a sketchy block. It’s actually a pretty big space, but only a handful of very drunk people populate it. There are loud arguments. And bar fights. And everything is a little sticky.
But the best part? The two female bartenders wore silver string bikini tops, and black lace underwear. And that’s all. I kid you not. And for such a seriously sketchy place, they weren’t bad looking. However it’s a little surreal to have a conversation with another adult who’s wearing so little, in the middle of winter.
Suspect we’ll be back, but not sober. It’s just not that kind of place.