McGlinchey’s

259 S. 15th St., Philadelphia, PA 19102
Hours: Mon- Sat: 10:30 AM – 2 AM. Sun Noon – 2 AM.

Cross the threshold, and let the haze embrace you. It’s hot, it’s dark, it’s loud… but it’s safe. I promise. No, it’s not Hell. It’s McGlinchey’s.

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Inside, you’ll find an ancient dive. A rectangular center bar dominates the neon-lit space. Recluse drunkards occupy low-lying tables around the perimeter. Before you lose yourself in the darkness, find a seat and settle in.

McGlinchey’s is a quintessential Philly dive with a well-documented history. They sling cheap liquor at prices you won’t find anywhere else on the block, and they do it with some serious attitude. Casual drinkers might even be put off by the crudeness of the servers, the the dirty water dogs, or the bathrooms that personify death itself. But when you walk in and fill your lungs with second-hand smoke, you – a true diver of the deep – will instantly know that you’re in for a night of rabid drinking and fun.

When I say McGlinchey’s sells cheap beer, I mean it. Giant $9 pitchers of Yuengling Porter are guaranteed to hit the spot (oddly they didn’t have normal Yuengling on tap). If you’re feeling classy, they have a decent craft selection too. Best of all: 75¢ hot dogs! You really can’t go wrong.

After enough binge drinking, you’ll eventually find yourself in a bathroom. Don’t say I didn’t warn you. Those things are hilariously fucked up. The best feature is the Euro-style reusable hand towels, which are supposed to get pulled back into the machine after use. But when the machine is broken… well just look at the picture.

Side note: plastic isn’t accepted, so don’t forget to bring cash and coins. It’s pay-as-you-go, even at the tables, which is a good policy considering that you and your server will probably both be hammered.

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The men’s room sink.

Ratings:
Food: ★★
Drink: ★★★
Price: $
Overall: ★★★½

Bottom Line
McGlinchey’s is perfect for those nights when you decide in advance that you’re done with sanity and you just need to lose your god damn mind. Gather a group, take advantage of the smoking policy (if that’s your thing), and empty your piggy bank on cheap booze and hot dogs.

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