Friar Tucks

I always hated this bar. You see when I first moved to New Orleans I lived on the corner of LaSalle and Duffossat St right behind Friar Tucks. This bar was always a haven for low-​lifes. I remember this place also attracted a lot of high school kids. You see the owner used to serve minors. He had been busted several times for this. Besides that there were drug dealers, prostitutes and other Né’er do wells that hung out here. I guess the owner didn’t really seem to care so long as the money came flowing in.
But in the end it all caught up with him. He had had been caught serving minors so many times that he was ordered to close his bar down in 30 days. A few days after this one of his REGULARS, a 19 YEAR OLD KID was gunned down 15 feet in front of the building. He finally shut the bar down then.
To be brutally honest I only set foot in this place a few times. Everything about this place was bad including the service. I remember people always used to park their vehicles in the ballpark next to my apartment. Every weekend people got their cars broken into as well and the retarded NOPD never could catch the guys responsible either. I noticed that since this place has closed down that the area is way better than it used to be. This place was a blight on the neighborhood. The last time I was in that area I noticed a Japanese place opened up in its stead.
In short I am very glad that this place is PERMANENTLY CLOSED!

This place is closed!!! Awesome!
This was the most horrifying bar I’d ever set foot in. And that’s saying a lot, seeing as I spent the majority of my early 20s at Nick’s on Tulane.
I was dragged to this bar a few years ago by a roommate who was a Tulane undergrad (yeah, I shoulda known). It was the most ghastly experience – it was like I’d walked into some kind of teen center except it went Lord of the Flies and the kids were drunkenly running amok unsupervised. It was so gross. And then two dudes started fighting over me. Two dudes I didn’t know and didn’t want to know. It was fucking disgusting.
Good riddance.

Frat-​tastic but the prices are good.

Tucks is under new ownership.
Rumor has it they aren’t serving minors anymore. If they are attempting a turnaround, it’ll take at least 4 years so that college students who remember Tucks as the seedy, skanky bar that it IS will be gone.
God speed, new ownership!

It’s a hilariously shitty bar with cheap (CHEAP) drinks and easy (EASY) trivia on Wednesdays. The top prize is a $ 50 bar tab — me and five friends only barely finished it, and it was a really, really bad choice. But still, it’s hard to argue 25 cent drafts, $ 3 pitchers, and Street Fighter 2. Just wash your hands.

We’ll start with the good: It spawned the Krewe of Tucks.
Now the bad: this really isn’t the same bar that spawned that. It moved quite a few years before I ever went, but long after a bunch of Loyola students that would one day become the backbone of WWL-​TV formed a parade and named it after the favorite drinking hole.
It is a good place to go if you are 18 and want to get arrested for underage drinking though.

This is the quintessential seedy college new orleans bar. Crawling with y’at’s during every academic break and all summer long.
During the school year it’s the perfect place to go for really cheap drinks (25 cent drafts anyone? $ 3 pitchers, anyone?) A favorite for my sorority to go and just get together on a monday night. No frills. No drama.
I have a fond place in my heart for this neighborhood bar. It’s like going and hanging out at someone’s house. Someone’s dark, loud, beer-​drenched house.
Tuesday nights at 9 PM beer pong tournament starts, winners get a keg– sweet deal. Every night of the week there is a drink special or some event.
Don’t come here if you’re looking for a date or searching for class. Come here if you want a down-​home good time with your buddies that you can’t guarantee you’ll remember.

This is seriously the most disgusting bar ever, if for some reason you must go ensure that you don galoshes as your shoes will be covered in filth.