Rathskeller Pub

Last year's Top 40, fake top-shelf booze, black mini dresses and abercrombie style 'faux-formal' bro shirts. Long Island meets awkward upstater. It's the end of the line (or the beginning of a long struggle with substance abuse) for Binghamton. If you're 21 you're too old for this crowd.

The management avoided a raid by screaming "Fire!" and almost causing a stampede up their non-code-compliant single stairwell. They now scan ids.

Avoid like the plague.

Glorified fraternity basement, awful DJ (at least the night I was there), watered down drinks (I don't drink but my friends told me they were severely watered down). The dance floor was really wet so you probably can't dance unless you want to break your neck.

I know lots of people enjoy it, but that's because they never go there sober.

I have a lot of friends that attended Bing and this was the Place to be.
It's a very chill place to go with a group of friends for a good time.