Kelly's Pub

It's a pretty regular Irish-American style bar in the middle of Flushing Chinatown. A few drafts including Bass, the usual liquors, darts, and internet jukebox. Interesting ethnically-mixed crowd. A good stop en route home from a Mets game.

I'm a fan of dive bars and I was even a little unsure about this one.  An Irish pub in the middle of Chinatown/Flushing?  Why is it the only building with bars on the window?  I'm glad we decided to come here though.

Came here with 5 other people, and the regulars happily moved seats to let us sit together at the bar.  The crowd is mixed: tourists, locals, and everyone else in between.  Any crowd that keeps the jukebox humming with Nirvana is more than A-OK in my book.   As another reviewer pointed out, the pick-up scale in this place is non-existent.  Johnny, the bartender, is terrific and quick to refill our drinks.  Generous pour on the mixed drinks, my vodka tonic was probably 2 parts vodka and 1 part tonic.  Pretty sure he makes up the prices, which is totally fine with us.  Drinks were cheap and he treated us to a round of Jameson on the house on our 3rd round.  Way to keep the party going, Johnny!

I think the door to the women's restroom is jammed; it was locked both times I tried and pretty sure there was nobody in there since there were only 4 women in the entire bar.  Restroom was good especially for dive standard.  If you happen to be in the area for a yummy Chinese dinner, drop by Kelly's for an especially stiff drink or two before you go on to your Asian karaoke.

This place is close to the subway, right by the library (if you wanna read and daydrink...i've done it), and after a shitty day at work, followed by an even shittier subway ride back home (thanks for nothing, 7!), Kelly's has become my go-to spot. The place is pretty small, the smoking area is tiny but gets the job done, and the crowd is super mixed and, most importantly, judgement-free.

The bartenders have always been friendly (once I asked for a White Russian and it took longer than I expected...because the bartender had run out of milk and actually gone out to get some more, rather than tell me to order something else) and I like to take my non-Flushing friends here, as a kind of archetypal Deep Queens anti-hipster joint. If anything of this sounds appealing to you, then check this place out the next time you're in the neighborhood.