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Category: Dive Bars
Neighborhoods: Meatpacking District, West Village14th St-8th Ave (A, C, E, L)
This place freaking rules. My hubby and I were walking along the Hudson with some time to kill before meeting friends for dinner, and my feet were done with the walk. He suggested stopping by for a drink. The way he described it, I was worried it would be cheesy and annoying, but I freaking loved it.
First of all, the bartender was fantastic. Yelling out the window at the tourists taking pictures outside the bar, but also yelling at them to come in and drink. The bartenders are gruff and sassy, gorgeous, and really friendly if you actually talk to them.
I meant to stop by later that night, but couldn't remember the cross-street after a night of dancing, and my phone wasn't picking up the coordinates. So, with time for a drink before heading to the airport, we stopped back in the following afternoon. Another fabulous bartender with the same attitude and the same cool sweet persona once you start chatting.
Girls in bikinis who can dance (read: not just slither) on the bar, down shots, wisecrack faster than you can imagine, and make a jaded girl who hates tourist crap want to come back the following day - this place is pretty special.
Admittedly, it's different on a late-night, but I wouldn't mind checking that out, either.
Let down of the meatpacking. Every day I realize at least one way the economy has affected NY. At hogs it is obvious that all the hot, sassy and fun bartenders have finally had to take that next step and become strippers in order to sustain life in NYC. Either that or they went back to Kansas. All that's left is the bottom of the barrel.
A good dive bar is so needed in this area, yet hogs cannot deliver. The overall theme of the bar is 'pathetic'. Every employee there looked as though they hated their jobs, security was bored and geared to start fights themselves. Never a good sign. The large bartendress with a massive attitude charged for shots that had not been ordered and then hoisted herself onto the bar to deliver an unenthusiastic 2 step. Her meek counterpart apologized to other patrons complaining about the overall mess of a woman that seemed to rule the bar. I left feeling sad for the establishment...
God, this place looks dismal. Bartender screamed at us for taking photos of her. When I tried to explain to her that I was taking photos of the facade of the building, she got really confused, because, I realized later, she had no clue what the word "facade" meant.
Later, she climbed up on the bar and started clogging. The four drunk people comprising her audience looked entirely uninterested in the whole scene.
Bleh. They're trying to be an edgy dive bar. But saying they are one? That's like saying you've been to Europe because you rode some of the rides at Epcot.
If your thing is dressing grungy, hanging out with low or no class type of people who undoubtedly just got out of prison or on parole or those that should be in jail... well then this is the place for you! If you enjoy scanky bartenders screeching on a megaphone the lyrics of a good song and then obnoxiously screaming vanity to other patrons then again you will love this place.
Funny that this place is even located in MPD... but I guess it adds an ecclectic flavor to the neighborhood. But not for me... I've never been a big fan of dive bars.
I regularly use yelp as a gauge of bars/restaurants etc but this is the first time I have felt compelled to write a review.
This bar is undoubtdely the worst bar that I have ever been in anywhere in the world. The decor is the same as any dive bar which is fine and the music is pretty standard too.
However, what really makes this place appallingly bad are the staff. It's clear that they try to make this an authentic bar with attitude but they fail misrably and instead only manage obnoxious.
I live in the city and have done for a number of years but a friend - also British but a tourist - ordered two beers and when his drinks came he was charged $30 because the barmaid decided he looked like he needed two shots of vodka as well.
We should have left at that stage but we'd heard good things about the place (god only knows why) so we stayed for one other round. I ordered two beers and she poured me two shots as well. I politely smiled and said I didn't need the shots and her retort was "what the f*** is wrong with you?".
I again explained I didn't need the shots and she want to pour my beers and while she was doing that my wife rang me on my cell. I asked my wife to hang on as I was just paying for something and teh barmaid then looked at me and said 'are you f****** kidding me?" because I was on the phone.
I took that as my cue to abandon the drinks and just leave for somewhere a bit friendlier. But as we did she still found time to scream (literally scream) at us about the way we were dressed (jeans and a shirt? Apparently that is weird?)
All in all I am not easily offended and I love dive bars but if this one goes out of business New York will be a better place.
It has SO many bad reviews that it can't be a coincidence the way I was treated. I WISH i could have given this place zero stars.
Bad business all around! Fortunately I did not go in there for a drink. I went in there to use the bathroom at which time I was greeted with the loud music being turned off and the bartender yelling to me "where are you going?" I told her the bathroom and she replied "are you going to get a drink?" I of course said no (I'M PREGNANT!!) she didnt seem to think that was important and told me "this isnt a truck stop"
I was horrified! I have never been humiliated like that in public just for NEEDING to go to the bathroom. I hope the owners let this control freak bartender know that pregnant women should be the exception to using the bathroom. I am not homeless IM PREGNANT!
Bad business bad business bad business
I was surprised to see this place was still around, considering how upscale everything had gotten around it. In the two years I lived in NY I never did go inside, even though I always kind of wanted to, just once. I think I was too intimidated by its rep. It was 4pm on a Friday and I thought it'd be good to stop in and get a beer--just how crazy could it be? Well, there were just like 8 people in the bar, and the hubby and I were fresh meat. The bikini top- and Daisy Dukes-clad bartender wasted no time in brandishing her bullhorn of doom: "Oooh, new people! We LOVE new people!" she screamed, almost stopping us dead in our tracks. The other patrons, including a rather elderly man dressed as The Lone Ranger, laughed and regarded us with much amusement. I went up to the bar and asked for a pint of Blue Moon. The bartender looked at the hubby, who was standing a little ways behind me, as he doesn't usually drink and wasn't having anything. She scanned him up and down, looking for something to latch on to. Finally, she yelled, "Hair! You've got too much hair! Who's got hair like that? Is that real? What're you drinking?" When he said he wasn't having anything, she said someone would be drinking, either her or him. He just pointed to her so she poured herself a shot of JD and dispatched it in a flash. I just drank my beer and took in the scenery. The most notable object in the room were the hundreds of bras tacked up behind the bar, hanging down like the stalactites of some sordid cavern bordello. It's as small and grungy as you might guess from the outside, and as much as I love dive bars I like the ones that leave you in peace. The whole crazy harridan bartender schtick wore thin quickly, at least for me. And maybe 4pm on a Friday afternoon wasn't the best time to visit this place--I felt way too conspicuous. I downed my beer in record time and we were on our way outta there, not all that enriched for the visit. At least I saw a Dharma Initiative sticker in there. I think that was the highlight of my visit.
It was barely 1 AM and they did not want to let us in. They didn't even want to check our IDs. 4 young women.. who doesn't want more women inside? Does being Asian have anything to do with it?
I don't really know what the crowd is like here or why we even tried (the place looks like a dump from the outside). It sounded like everyone was sloppy drunk and throwing chairs and tables around inside. BOo gross
You have to love this place. Swearing aggressive bartenders ( I got called out over the megaphone for ordering a Blue Moon), kinda dirty, eclectic clientele and packed to the rafters. The only downside I can see is that there is a cover charge at the door on the weekend, which is just weird. You are pretty much guaranteed to have a fun night here though, as long as you dont mind being called out by the bartenders that is.
If this place is still open this time next year I will be surprised. Hogs and Heifers...the name is fitting b/c that is exactly who serves you. I come with 3 friends who are from out of town. I want to show them a good time. We have been here before and have had a good experience. I hand the bartender a $20 and ask for a beer and a glass of water for my friend. Bill was $5 and I gave her a $2 tip. This is the first time I had a bar back complain about a tip. She told me I was cheap b/c she served me a free glass of water and a beer w/ a $2 tip. Her shear attitude left me speechless.
After I told her she was crazy I left to go play pool with one of my buddies. Then she starts heckling me with a blow horn. Telling the whole bar that I was cheap. I walked up to her at the bar and said she was clueless b/c were in the middle of the worst recession since the great depression. She said "I don't care". I said "Thats exactly your problem, you don't care." She just looked blankly and stared. With that attitude I'm surprised she still has a job serving drinks.
She then said if I didn't like it to get out. I wanted to finish my beer first. However, the bouncer told me I had to leave. I asked him why? What did I do wrong? I paid for my beer, unlike most of the people serving drinks. He then said "We can do this the easy way or the hard way." I started to say I wanted to finish my beer and the other bouncer grabbed my neck and literally threw me out the side door. My buddies were disappointed by our short stay but followed me out as a good friend should.
For a bar that prides itself on it's working class roots it's a shame the bartenders have become so spoiled by the weekend warrior yuppies that now overrun the place. They have lost site of what's important. The customer. And if you treat the customer like a piece of garbage they are not going to come back. Doing a little research from other patrons' experiences this place really swindles its customers. For example, if you leave $15 change on the bar to pay for additional drinks that you want later, the bartenders take it claiming it was a tip. If you complain they say "sorry it's mixed up with other tips". If you don't like it the bouncers throw you out. That's stealing.
The truth is Heifers is just another trendy bar whose best days are behind them. I would not recommend this bar to anyone. In fact, I will go out of my way to tell people how shallow of a place it really is. The group of bikers who used to call heifers home obviously agree. There wasn't anyone who remotely wore any leather. Mostly designer shirts and high heels. The meat packing district has been in transition for a while now with new restaurants and the highline. Hogs and Heifers will not survive the recession if it doesn't shape up. It doesn't help that the bartenders keep up drink for drink with the patrons. Judging by the comments of my fellow bloggers there are a lot of people who have had a similar disappointing experience.
This is just not for me... Have been here a couple of times but seriously didnt find anything interesting... You can see hundreds of bras hung on the wall behind the bikini-bra-sporting-bartender... but dude, seriously no big deal... It has a countryside bar feel with more than 80% of the customers seemed aged around 40-50's. So I kinda felt to be a misfit...
Apart from that, it has very less seating space, perhaps with the intention to create more room for dances... Its a got a pool table and untidy bathrooms which gives it a rural carefree look...Plus 10 bucks cover charge on weekends...uhhh not worth it... In short just another run-of-the-mill bar...
Been here a couple of times and found it rather amusing (aside from the dismaying cover on weekend...). We also felt a bit young for the crowd and didn't really become involved in the "festivities" of dancing on the bar. Nor could i ever part with an expensive Victoria's secret bra (how do you ladies give them up??? That's money!!!)
What we liked best was the dancing and the fire blowing--I definitely give the girls credit for that and can see past the annoying screeching through the megaphone. This place is a nice twist after strolling peacefully around the area.
Crazy maybe naughty but definitely a silly show. Its good for one drink, and perhaps in time for them screaming the in hand held microphones everything which is usually banned by 'normal'.
The door opens up and a poor fellow walks in, the music pauses and this silly bar tender screams in mic 'are you ready to drink mf'er' or 'get your s**t ready' etc.
Other than that the staff is simply nasty, they need something to make it interesting, so anything at all they will find, it's announced on the loudspeaker like 'this mf'er is going to toilet?' etc.
"Big fun", you're in the middle of drinking, 'get the bar cleaned up f**k'ers' and they dance on the bar top, and you 'must' scream wow or else, you're on the mike, anything you do rather then drink like a manuel flusher you're on the mic.
If this is your kind of enjoyment, i pity you because this is the only rat hole i came across where they scream in mics like howler monkeys. If you like coyote ugly style, this is has some baddd side effects.
FUN!!!!! Bikini clad bar tenders are loud, drink shots with you, and insult everyone.
HOT tourists strip down to nothing while dancing on the bar. Many women have lost their bra's here.
It's always PACKED. We've met some interesting people here. It's fun to people watch while you drink.
If you stop drinking and are near the bar, be prepared to be humiliated until you buy a round for yourself and the bartender.
My friend was dancing on the bar and I took some photos. The bouncers didn't appreciate that.
What can i say about this place...
I danced on the bar, lost my bra, and this all happened before 6pm one Sunday afternoon.
I think what impressed me most is that this is one of the first real "chick" bars i have ever been to. All of the bartenders are beautiful, righteous babes who like other women... no weird bitchy competition... no bullshit...
so much fun.
cannot wait to lose another bra here.
Been in Hogs & heifers before but it's still fun when you open that door and get hurled a shit-load of abuse about your Face,hair,clothes or belly!!
I know it's a novelty dive bar but it's still got a dangerous feel to it.
Watch the hot bar-tenders as they will try to rip you off,albeit in a nice New york way.
Good fun to be had watching my buddy john getting ripped to shreds over his madina sod bowling shirt.The dude abides indeed!
Great fun but watch your back Jack!
weekday nite,
large group dinner at trendy meatpacking joint,
everyone's a little inebriated already,
show up at hogs and heifers,
couldn't be more different from the trendy meatpacking dinner joint,
bartender convinces group to get a round of shots,
why not make it patron, she asks,
why not make it double shots,
why not follow it up with PBRs,
why not get shots for everyone behind the bar,
in return they and all female guests at the joint entertain the crowd by getting up on top of the bar and doing some sort of country jig!
enough of the fun and games, move on to bar across the street.
standard hotel bar: back to normal nyc night life from a surreal dip in some sort of middle america, trailor park nite on the town...
This place is dirty, embarrassing, tacky, and yet somehow, simultaneously wonderful. After spending a summer working in Texas-- where hip hop and country alternate at some of their clubs-- I felt right at home with all the country playing on the speaker! I came here about a year ago when my boyfriend's British coworkers dragged us to this bar. Apparently, Hogs & Heifers is THAT Coyote Ugly bar, where the bartenders (and guests) shout at you through a megaphone, instigate trouble, dance half-naked on a bar, give up their bras, and chug down cheap, nasty beer until drunk. You will win some serious street cred if you know how to do the texas two-step or better yet, enjoy line dancing like me!
I'm pretty sure the only people who come here are tourists and skeevy old men, but I think every New Yorker with a sense of humor should venture out to this divey little joint. Unfortunately, there is a cover-- but it was something along the lines of $5 which really wasn't anything at all. The outside of the "saloon" is one of the sketchiest, dirtiest facades I've ever seen (OK, except for Mars bar) and, when we went, it was surprisingly crowded. Inside, it's, quite impossibly, even dirtier, with gifted/lost bras hanging off the wall and sticky tables, walls, etc. There are two bars inside with fierce/rude bartenders who will shout at you to tip them more, drink more, or (if you're a lady), take a shot and get up on that bar and dance. Ladies, you are guaranteed to make some great memories and maybe a few friends if you get up on that bar. Definitely a place to come by with your girls-- women of all ages, size, and shape will get enough positive feedback to start glowing-- but then again, this really only applies if you have a good sense of humor, liquid courage-- and aren't afraid of photos popping up on Facebook. This is a novelty bar, something along the lines of having a drag queen at Lucky Cheng's or Lips give you a lap dance, but with more initiative, attitude and grit. It ends up being more of a show than a bar. Go when you are already a little tipsy (but not flaming drunk) for best results.
Wow - I really don't know what to say about this place. Indeed, I'm just going to do this ad-lib style: I'll provide some details of the place and let you fill-in the rest:
Hogs & Heifer is a ________ club in the meat-packing district. There is frequently a short wait to enter the club. ________ women are dancing along the bar while the ________ bartenders shout various things like, "________" and "________ ______ _________" through a megaphone in a _______ __________ voice at the men in the crowd. A rather large collection of _________ bras hang from above the bar - very ________. The bouncer is a big dude who wouldn't look entirely out of place a death metal show or a Hells Angels convention. _________, the bartenders were very nice. I'd _________ ______ recommend this place to others. ________, I had a great time here with my friends!!!
Didn't know about the megaphone until I ordered two PBR's, then got it right in face: "This pussy wants two pisswaters! He cant have two pisswaters unless he does a shot too! What are you having pussy?" Um.... Tequila? Yeaaaaah!!!!!!
I LOVE this bar. I'd love to give it 5 stars. One problem - $10 cover. Come on people!!!
Quote of the evening: "Oh, are those bras on the wall?"
Yes. They are. So that's your expectation for this place. If you're in the mood for Coyote Ugly, come here. If not and that kind of thing scares you I'd steer clear. :)
Even if the drinks are a little pricey, this bar really is an experience to remember. I went on a Thursday and there was not a cover charge, but maybe there is one on the weekend.
The girls that work there were hilarious and made my night by screaming obscenities to men basically every minute. What woman would not want to be able to go to work, get free shots all night while dancing on the bar, and get to take all of her frustrations out by making fun of guys on a megaphone?
So basically if you are a girl in this bar drinking, they will eventually get you drunk enough to dance on top of the bar. Just beware, do not wear your favorite bra to this bar, because there is a good chance it will end up hanging from the ceiling like mine did. Luckily everyone in the bar was too drunk to notice my size D boobs not being caged in anymore. While your dancing on the bar you have the option of taking off your bra too receive a free drink.
So ladies, if you choose to check this bar out, get ready to get wild and crazy and make sure ladies you wear a bra that you wouldn't be embarrassed to see hanging up, but one that wont make you shed a tear from losing it forever.
Guys, try not to look like too much of an idiot and make sure you always have a drink on your hand, or you could fall victim to the saucy bartender's witty sense of humor.
This is kinda like a wanna-be honky tonk in an urban setting. They even have line dancing. A neat place to go to once or twice.
First let me say that I only tried this place for purely innocent reasons :) Might be jumping in the evening but mid day mid week, its like any other bar in NYC with a good looking female bartender. A few construction guys on break and a couple of guys from the local meatpacking district. Music somewhat blaring but OK. Only four taps but a very serious back bar, some whiskies which I have never heard of. Not a very big room, about twenty stools at the bar and room for a bunch of people to stand. Strangest thing is that the bar is very dark so every time the door opens it seems like the sun came out from behind the clouds. Oddly disconcerting.
I was in NY only a few days for some engineering thing and wanted to check out some bars that were not in a hotel. One of the guys at the front desk suggested the meat packing district, so we caught a cab and took to the unfamiliar streets. It was a Tuesday night, so there wasn't much going on. But we passed by Hogs & Heifer and noticed loud music and womens' undergarments, so we figured it was worth a try.
The people there were very friendly, which I really didn't expect. We were forced to remove our neckties on the way in, but it's probably not a good idea to be well dressed at this kind of place. Anyway, the bartenders were hot. The bouncers were cool, and even joined us at the bar for a drink. The music was good. I even heard Hank Williams III, which almost bumped it up to four stars. I have no idea how much I spent in there since it's cash only, but I left there toasty warm when it was about 6 degrees outside. And they were nice enough to not give my friend the boot when he groped the bartender's enormous boobs.
To sum it all up, we had a ball. I'd go again.
fun, luv this place, kinda of a honky tong playing lovely country music n' very loudly i might add, decor is on the verge of a dive, the ceiling is full of hardhats and hundreds of bras which gives it a good rough country feel. the bartenders dance the bar and shout in loudspeakers constantly, know what to expect, you'll b cursed and screamed at vulgarly in a playful way (just trying to encourage u to buy drinks or dance a bit).
its a fun experience. (i think the billiards table is out of place there).
I was told Justin Timberlake and his entourage stopped by here after the VMAs one night. Since we had a fan in our crowd, we thought we'd pop by. He wasn't there. But I digress. This is what you'd expect for a Coyote Ugly bar. And, it truly is a not for the faint of heart or the weak of... sauce (huh? Yea, indulge me for a second). Don't know what you want? Get out. Wanna sip cosmos while chatting over WSJ headlines? Get out. I'm serious. The ladies there will ask-- no, shout-- at you to get out.
Without hesitation, I immediately knocked back 5 tequila shots under 60-seconds, got on the bar, swung my bra around while pretending to ride an imaginary horse.
... guess I'm a sucker under peer pressure.
When it first opened, I had a lot of fun here. Now they just think they are cool but have nothing to offer. Clearly they've changed hands.
I don't know how this place manages to fend off all the fair-weather Meatpacking District patrons, but it still manages to attract some local blue collar color. You can almost get an idea about what Meatpacking was like before the nouveau riche ran the show. Either that or they hired those two guys to sit there and drink Bean but hey, whatever it works.
Last year while visiting NYC I brought my ex-GF and her friends here and they LOVED it. The bartenders are nice in that kind of trash-talking we-don't-give-an-eff way, and of course there's the requisite bar-top dancing we all know and love.
The sanitary bathroom gives it away: this isn't a true dive bar (not anymore at least). But they've got PBR cache and they gave me a boilermaker for approx 5 bucks, which made me feel like less of a douche for wearing a topcoat.
I don't care. I don't care if they're now aiming for the whole Coyote Ugly thing, or want a reputation as the "cool" place where bartenders give you s**t, or have created a "safe space" for women to take their bras off and dance on the bar, or have a legacy as a real biker bar. H&H is still NOT okay.
When we walked in on a Tuesday night (no cover, empty room), and I asked for some lime for my vodkta tonic, the bartender snarkily replied "We don't have lime now and we never will!" Nevermind that TEN of us (not a bachelorette party, don't worry) had just all bought drinks and clearly doubled their revenue for the night, and that, although we weren't dressed the part, we were dancing and carousing to the filthy country songs in good spirits. But when one bartender yelled out to two of my girlfriends "What's wrong, you need another drink, you're BORING me!", it was time to leave. This isn't a place of female camaraderie; it's a WWF-zone for booze-fueled girl-on-girl catfights for male viewing pleasure. Not being B&T types, we weren't gonna play along.
Thank god this place sucks, though, so I don't have to feel bad saying that the bartenders are busted. Not busty: busted.
After a day in New York my host wanted to show me the city's night life. This was our first stop. Crowded, noisy, dirty. It took the bar maid forever to draw my flat beer and then I couldn't believe they wanted $6 for it. Others seem to know that some lesser brand in a can was being offered at $2. That had to be better tasting than the piss I got. It seemed the Russian guys that took over half the bar enjoyed the place the most. They arrived already drunk and it didn't matter what they were served as long as it kept coming. New Yorkers, if you are trying to impress your out of town guests don't make this the first place you show them.
I know it's sort of lame and over the hill, but I love this place.
Last time I went (about a month ago) I played billiards all night at the table in the back. Just put your $1.50 on the side and you're next. The guy who works behind the bar as a runner/janitor will eat your lunch if he has time to play. If you're there to play pool, the antics in front are just entertaining background noise. Pretty cool.
Speaking of the antics in the front, I took a bunch of Alberta (Canadian) oilmen there in summer 2005. They are like wannabe Texas oilmen (wear cowboy boots, cowboy hats, eat steak and own ranches out on the prairie) but because they are Canadian they can't help but be congenial and, well, Canadian. We bumped into five cowgirl Canadians from Calgary (say that ten times fast) and merriment ensued! Wow, what a night! I think it was fueled by the country classics on the jukebox, plus the presence of dozens of rowdy sailors at the bar (it was fleet week you know).
Maybe I am just a sucker for booted girls in tight jeans and halters nearly lighting themselves on fire with Jack Daniels. Hopefully that giant shag rug (wink) behind the bar is fire retardant. Funny thing is, I have come to think of this place as a feminist establishment of sorts. Women go there to feel sexy and out of control, but in a fairly safe environment (where else does bar dancing involve a spotter?). I have been there when the crowd is overwhelmingly female...unlike H&H competitors like Red Rock West which seems (based on one visit) to cater mainly to the working joe end of the strip club spectrum. And even though you take off your bra, you never have to show any nudity.
In fact, while they encourage you to shout "take off your bra", the bouncers frown on your saying "show us your t*ts". I guess you need a different kind of license for that kind of establishment...
Finally, you have to give this place kudos for being an oasis of authenticity in the plastic party zone of the meatpacking district. I don't know how long they have had the bar dancing, but I know that in 1990 when I was underage my college roommate and I tried to sneak in. Back then, little W. 13th street seemed like the end of the earth and the meatpacking district was downright scary.
So I toast my boilermaker to Hogs & Heifers, a new york institution.
PS: I have only been there on Friday and Saturday night. I have heard it can be pretty lame on weeknights.
PPS: [added 05/04/08] People, please. This place is not "trying to be Coyote Ugly." It IS Coyote Ugly. Coyote Ugly, the bar, didn't even open until 1993. Hogs & Heifers wouldn't let them do the movie here so they went to Coyote Ugly, supposedly. http://www.angelfire.c...
I have visited this place many times over the years and it simply gets worse each year. It used to be the real deal, rowdy, fun boozy full of good cheer and happy crazy people...no more.
Michelle has gradually turned it into a joke and a very mean spirited one at that. The final straw came yesterday, I visited with an out of town friend and we got were of course asked what beer and shot we'd like to order (pushing shots at every round is now in their training it would seem) - when the shot glasses came they were special super thick ones, this reduces the actual measure by about 50%.....so now Hogs is not only grinding out drinks but short measures too......I'd give this place a miss, Coyote is much more friendly and they girls actually enjoy their jobs.
The Hog's done, stick a fork in it.
they put the "ugly" in Coyote Ugly...
The problem with this bar is simply that the girls are not beautiful, in fact they are borderline ugly. not completely ugly, but borderline. and when they are really close up, most look uglier.
Therefore, the Coyote Ugly thing does not quite work. Bridgette Moynihan being a bitch and cutting off some guy's ponytail works because she is a total babe, but the talent at Hogs and Heifers is lacking.
thus, when these plain girls are trying to yell into the megaphone, and are being stupid and trying to make fun of patrons, it just doesn't work. given their level of hotness, they should try to be a little less angry and a bit more fun.
that said, the non-human decor of the actual bar is pretty cool and the whole "bras hanging from the ceiling" thing is good, especially the story of part of the ceiling collapsing from too many bras.
hire pretty girls and this place might be better... I don't recommend this bar.
I didn't even know this place existed until a friend and I were walking by one day and saw some bikers and construction workers outside, which immediately peaked my interest. It was only 2 in the afternoon, but it was scorching hot day and a cold beer sounded like a little slice of heaven, so we popped in.
It took several minutes for my eyes to adjust to the low level lighting, but once they did I was transported to another place... a place where the Hell's Angels beat the crapt out of you for looking at them, where skinny, drunken, washed up bar sluts talk uncomfortably close, where no one has ever heard of a cosmopolitan. But this was all in my head as there were only 6 other people in the bar at the time.
I noticed the wall of bras right away, how could you not. My friend quickly told me of how 'ladies' would drunkenly get up on the bar and dance and then throw their undergarments onto wall. I yearned to see the spectacle, but alas it was only 2 pm, so the chances were slim. Then a light at the end of the tunnel, yes there were 2 drunken middle aged women with party beads on at the corner of the bar. Yes they were making their ways atop the bar. Score! Birthdays! Twins! They danced badly with the bartendress, removed the unwanted burdens of female repression from their midsections, and flung them into the crowd of 3 patrons in the bar.
I slammed two cans of PBR and departed. My day was complete.
This place can be described in two words - tourist trap. I went there for the first time this past Saturday and god strike me down with lightning if I ever go back. Loud annoying music (I like rock and roll, but honey NYC ain't country), loud annoying bartenders, bad drinks and a gimmicky atmosphere. I didn't know what I was getting into and I am glad I decided after 20 mins to go bum a cig from a local passerby. Definitely more fun than this place.
Only go if you have no imagination and like to be yelled at by drunken bartenders who serve cheap tequila.
This is a great place if you plan on drudging through Meatpacking hell and hanging out witih a bunch of people from the suburbs getting drunk and celebrating their bachelor/bachelorette parties.
Totally a bad, crowded, scene and there's an abnoxious cover chage.
I just wasnt feeling this place, though maybe i just wasnt drunk enough. A $10 cover for guys to enter a small bar - seems lame on general prinicipal. Douche-y guys on the inside who were trying to pick fights because they are awful people. And, while i really enjoyed the fire spitting thing they do, i was less impressed the second time, and over it the third time.
I think there are better bars out there, but check it out if you like visiting movie scenes...
Having gone to H&H about 8 times, I think I'm qualified to publish my opinion. Being a regular at Coyote Ugly, I enjoy dive bars of this sort. How could any guy not find the idea of hot, scantily-clad women dancing atop a bar in any way appealing? The majority of my visits here have been pleasant. It tends to get a bit boring during off-hours, but hey--doesn't every bar? In my experience, Friday afternoons have been the most fun. There are a couple of cool barmaids who have been real nice to me and are generous w/ the kickbacks, which is great considering I stick to buying $2 PBR's. However, unless you're someone w/ extreeeeeemely thick skin, do not come on Fri. and Sat. nights. First off, they charge a $10 cover at the door. Secondly, the barmaids do everything short of reaching across the bar and castrating all the male customers. Unless you're standing in the background, the girls will get on their bullhorns and chastise you to death!!! It doesn't matter if you're a nice guy (as I am). They will always find ways to deeply insult you. Maybe some guys get off on that sort of behavior. Call me a wimp, but I prefer being served by cute barmaids who are nice. I'm nice to them, so there's no reason why they shouldn't be nice in return. Unlike Coyote Ugly, the barmaids don't have set schedules, which is unfortunate. At least at C.U., I can avoid the shifts when the nasty barmaids work. Here, it's a tossup. Often times, the daytime barmaids are sweethearts, but occasionally the night girls will take over their shifts and...well...it's not pretty.
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