Bootleggers

Alright, I'm sorry to admit this is where I spent my NYE.  In my defense I had NO idea what I was getting into.  All I heard was $42 top shelf open bar, private upstairs bar and buffet.  That sounded like a great deal.  

They still allow smoking inside (I smoke and even I thought there was just an excessive amount of it) without having the proper exhaust to clear the air.  

The other thing that really confused me...it was a top shelf open bar, but if I ordered shots, they wanted me to pay for them?  So I can order Jack and Coke, but if want just the Jack minus the coke...they wanted me to pay them $5 a shot?  Just because there is no ice in it.  Yea I don't think so.

Clearly I was here for a special event.  I assure  you, I won't be found here again.

The enchanting land of Delaware County is widely renowned for the legendary characteristics that define its inhabitants - a fierce dedication to family, an overwhelming sense of hometown pride, steadfast determination in the face of adversity, an unwavering love of all things Camaro, and, most notably, shirts without sleeves.  

While tall tales abound regarding these well-known traits, an iconic establishment remains largely forgotten by those not ensconced in the Delco bubble...Bootleggers.

Nestled quaintly between the picturesque hamlets of Wallingford and Chester, Bootleggers is the true embodiment of the melting pot that de Crèvecœur spoke of so fondly as the distinguishing feature of a burgeoning American society in his literary classic, Letters From An American Farmer.  

Here you will find people from all walks of life, enjoying the seemingly infinite number of massive bars constructed solely to maximize excessive drinking, peacefully solving their disagreements with parking lot fisticuffs.  Hamilton and Burr would have been at home amongst this crowd of aristocratic gentlemen.

The surrounding liquor store, dollar store, and shady, members-only club provide a warm, welcoming ambiance that conjures up images of a past in which people didn't feel the need to lock their doors.  A more wholesome America...an America free from the tyranny of Janet Jackson's nipple.

On any given day you can swing on by to witness the magic as toothless bag ladies laugh with strong-handed pimps, Iroc-Z's share parking spaces with wood-paneled Jeep Grand Wagoneers, and young girls in spousal correctors exchange tips on witty backside sweatpant branding.

So pull up your rocking chair, light your pipe, and revel in the free cool breeze from Bootleggers' front porch...just ignore the dead guy in the gutter with the broken 40 protruding from his skull.

i dont know what happened but this was the most fun place, for a college student to hang out until...
let me start here:
okay, so there is live music...$2 dollar happy our, 3 rooms, 2 dance floors, an out door deck.... free parking in a giant lot, and a wawa up the street what more do you want?
but
after being there like maybe 10 times, (this place is my bar...mine), my friends and i (about 6 of us) show up, and there has been a sign put outside of the door..."as of april 1st 2009, there will be a dress code instated at the discretion of the owners" we thought nothing of it, until the 5 white guys up in front of me, and my one white friend who always comes to the bar get in...and me and my 5 black friends were told we couldnt get in due to our "attire"..we all had on jeans and tshirts....and i had on capris!!!...whats so bad about that? well ,y belt has too much metal. and all the guys im with have untucked shirts!!!! AT A LOCAL BAR! but sadly the few white people who went before us, had untucked shirts, and enough piercings to kill a horse.
i hate to say it, but, i think they have gotten a little bias towards the black patrons in the bar. yes. this is mainly a rocker bar, but they have a hip hop area and hip hop music is played, but something changed about 3 weeks ago. i doubt ill go back but they have lost alot of business from the college kids, and the 'regulars' like me and my group of mixed friends