Good Times Bar & Lounge

This place is a hole. Not a dive, but a total trashy dump. You walk in and it feels like a 1984 time warp into your friends basement who started a metal band. Random couches, dirty floor, none of the furniture matches... it's like they got lucky at a local garage sale and furnished the place. There's a dart board we were playing with but a guy came over and collected his personal darts he had brought with him! So we were only left with 2 busted ones. At the peak of the Sat night that we were there, there were about 8ppl in the bar including the 1 bartender. He was friendly and accomodating but I'd rather see him again somewhere else. They have all the drinks you want, it's just not a relaxed and fun Sat night atmosphere.

There's a pool table in the back that we were shooting at ($2 per game) and karaoke we were cranking but all in all - I had a good time b/c of the 2 ppl I was with. Can't say I'd come back here - it was seedy seedy seedy.

It should be impossible for a place that sells a product that lubricates the tunnels of ones moral fiber to get a bad review. A few drinks in I'd imagine the first and second rings of hell could be enjoyable though personally I'd have to totally skip over the sodomites ring. (So not into that) Having said that, Good Times Bar & Lounge is not a bad place but the problem is it's not even an okay place. It's bleh with a capital "B".

The Good Times bar has a great deal of potential which means at this writing, the bar is falling short of it.  There is a remarkable lack of personality for a bar that used to be considered a biker hole and then other nights it's just a hole. I can say from experience, not all holes are bad but this one kinda is. The bar tenders are friendly enough and the women bartenders tend to get just as hammered as the patrons and since Good Times seems to hire only women with big breasts, drunk big breasted bar tenders with a heavy hand and heavier breasts certainly makes everyone happy...except maybe the small breasted women who aren't getting much attention.

Prices are what they should be for a relatively small bar in Long Island. On certain nights wings and things are free while they last and if the conversations aren't up to par, more then likely some women have too much cleavage exposed so it all balances out in the end.

Ironically enough being situated on Jerusalem Road doesn't translate into good times being resurrected like Lazarus. In fact, unless there's a great flood of rum and vodka ensuring a night of Sodom and Gomrah, the Good Times Bar could be one of those homes without the blood around the front  of the door for Passover.

Oy!