Hole in the wall bar. Â This is definitely a "local" Roxborough spot, not a "I graduated from St Joes last year" spot. Â Cheap beer, old school Roxborough folks.That's cool with me.
My problem is with the food. Â It took them 45 minutes to make us some cheese fries and "best wings in tri-state". Â I don't know who voted them the best wings, but trust me when I say they are awful. Â Bony, cheap wings, deep fried all crusty and smothered in a sauce that was all heat but lacking flavor. Â
No thanks.
I love the Brick House. It is a great dive bar in Manayunk with cheap drinks ($3 cans), a passable jukebox, and cheap games (darts, big buck hunter, bowling). While it may feel like an establishment one could get knifed in, every time I have been there the denizens have been laid back and I have not seen any proverbial shit go down. This is the type of bar Steven Seagal would beat people up in. I will happily continue to go here.
Review Source:Class is the word that comes to mind when recalling with fond fervor the wondrous world of Roxborough's own Brick House Bar & Grill. Â Upon entry, a begrizzled bartendress kindly informed me that I had just missed happy hour, but they had beers on tap and cans for $2.50. Â I ordered a mug of PBR and a shot of Jameson's, which she offered to supersize for $2 more. Â OK, twist my arm. Â I ended up with, like, a fucking half pint of Jameson's. Â
Then, sadly, the first bartendress vanished and a second appeared, as if from a Motley Crue video...with the teased out hair and stone washed denim and cleavage and everything. Â Awesome! Â Then fat, grey, mustached men started ranting about the Phillies. Â And confetti flowed from the heavens, dwarves danced with toothless skanks, gumdrops sprouted from the soiled linoleum asbestos floor planks, unicorns played Big Buck Hunter, and Harry Kalas rose from the dead to proclaim "Big Drew is OOOOUUTTTAA HEEERRREE!!!"