Danny and Eddie’s

Coming from a relatively small college town in California, this place is right on the money. Buck Hunter, darts, cheap drinks. Thank god. It’s a bar with character. If you don’t like it, get out.

The service in the dive bar varies pretty radically depending on who is bar tending and what mood they are in. It’s not surprising for a bartender to vanish for 10 minutes even if a customer just walked in. The attitude here is «take or leave it.» Most of the regulars take it because it looks like they wouldn’t be able to get into any other bar.
Oh they definitely need to update this site. They DO NOT have a credit card machine. If you go in, it’s cash only. If you’re stopping in for a beer or two paying in cash isn’t a probably not a huge deal, but it’s a serious pain in the ass when you’re doing something like buying round of shots for someone’s birthday. Being upfront in their advertising isn’t a concern of theirs as on FB they call themselves a BBQ restaurant even though they don’t serve any food.
All and all, LOTS of better bars with better customer service (like Ryan’s Daughter… right around the corner) and certainly more upfront about the services a patron can and can’t expect.

$ 5 beers, $ 14 pitchers, $ 6 well, $ 8 for a makers mark with coke, and karaōke on a Saturday night. $ 1 pool table in the back. Me and my group dropped in for some karaōke fun, the place is rather small but there were a good amount of seats. Very friendly crowd and great drink prices. A fun little spot.

The bartenders (the dudes) here are very very very entertaining. Ask them to tell you the story about the guy who had a dart shot into his back.
But they never remember my name and the last time I was there, they thought me and my bro were «together.»
Wasn’t the first time I heard that.

This is the best dive bar in the UES! They barbecue in the back during the day and make the best burgers. They were so delicious and best of all… free! I loved the bartender, Marty, and the owner. They were all seriously chill and tons of fun to hang out with. I will definitely be back soon.

A coat of paint and a mop would be a good start. But since it will probably be torn down soon to build a high rise that would be a waste.
I like this place, not for what it has, but for what it lacks. (It lacks 23 year old drunk kids, thank god).
If you want to hang out with children, go somewhere else. If you want to shoot a game of pool and have a beer and ponder why they have an A rating from the department of health, come here, and don’t whine.

There are some interesting & great people that frequent this bar, whom I miss, but the management is comprised of a crew that makes you question whether human evolution has taken a huge step back in customer service.
Props to a few of the bartenders who truly know how to make the patrons feel at home, or a home away from home (seek out Neil & Ericka). For a bit, I honestly had faith but after multiple known improprieties, and an assault, this it is best skipped for other local bars with a higher standard of service.
FYI — This is not a safe place. by any means. In essense, it is a dead end, for some, who have given up on life without a thought to drag you down with them, and that alone is enough to avoid the debauchery. Unless, of course, you want to feel better about yourself by watching people who are spiraling in to their tail end of existence.
It’s not recommended that you be caught out back when the impending raid, fire or manmade/​natural disaster hits. You have have no where to run.

This place is ridiculous. For the previous «raters», it is exactly like a roadside bar in West Virginia because it serves the clientele of the half way house next door. I’m a social worker so I’m not judging, but just explaining. Also, Krispie Kreme is awesome and no matter how ghetto karoke Saturdays are, she kills it every time. Come to this bar if you want a cheap drink and a good time, but don’t expect much.

…if only there was the option to NOT give stars. I don’t even know where to begin.
This place is a DUMP. It’s quite possibly one of the dirtiest, grossest and to quote another Unilocaler «It belongs in some small roadside town in West Virginia as opposed to 1^st Ave in Yorkville. «Anyone that reviewed this place and said it is a «typical bar of the UES» is full out lying or works for this place.
I came here on a Friday night for a friends party. As we walked in we were aggressively greeted by either a bartender/​bouncer who checked, black-​lighted and may have even scanned our IDs. I understand the importance of IDing in NYC but this was the most serious ID process I have experience in my mid-​20s years. My guess is, they were so shocked to see anyone come in under the age of 55. After we were intensely screened, we were led through a dismal sea of 55+ men and we entered the «back garden». Im not sure what exactly about this place is considered a garden, but to more accurately describe it, it is a concrete area with makeshift tarps and a number of old tables and a wide variety of plastic and metal chairs that can be found next to the bags on the streets that bums go through to find cans and bottles. But hey, who am I to judge, they say one mans trash is another mans treasure, in this instance it’s all old junk and its on the back patio of Danny and Eddies.
There is a true cast of characters at this place. Soon after I seated myself, we were greeted by Drunk Neil. Drunk Neil seems like he’s seen better days. This is the guy that they send out to harass the patrons. If that is what his job description is, then he deserves a raise. He referred to every girl at the table as Stefanie, which was funny at first… until we read on a Unilocal review that this is part of his schtick. He is the most rude and offensive person I have ever met in a bar situation. Drunk Neil proceeded to tell me throughout our conversation a number of offensive things. Here are some of my favorites: «I wish I could slap you» «shut up, you talk to f*cking much» «shut the f*ck up».just to mention a few.
As Drunk Neil continued to harass us, he introduced us to Danny (the owner) who Drunk Neil referred to as Dirty Santa. Danny seemed like a very angry man who just sat puffing on his cigar making snide remarks to and about the customers.
I read in a review that at this place they add mysterious charges and/​or drinks to your tab. We experienced this but unfortunately for Danny and Neil, they couldn’t pull this over on us. We were a big group maybe 15 – 20 people. As Neil was bothering us, he said whats everyone drinking. No one answered because they were busy drinking the drinks they had just purchased inside. He said «I’ll order 2 pitchers of beer, you guys need to drink more» No one answered and I asked «are these on you?» He said «surrrrre». He left the table and went inside and came back with the female bartender and 2 pitchers of beer. As he’s slurring his words, he goes that will be $ 48. The female bartender rolls her eyes and says «no you idiot its 28 — 14 a pitcher, not 48! I’ll take the cash RIGHT now». I asked, «didn’t you say those 2 pitchers were on you?» Drunk Neil gave his best deer-​in-​the-​headlights look and looked at Danny. Danny shot him a look that seemed like a look you would never want to get and stormed off, screamed at Neil in front of all of us and slammed the basement door in his face. Let’s back up a minute — I have never been at a bar where your sitting AT A TABLE, where the waitress comes out with her hands open for money before even giving the customers: A. the pitchers, B. the options of ordering more or C. letting them get a little drunker before asking for money. Seems fishy to me. Danny seemed super pissed off that their typical gimmick didn’t work. Oh and I forgot to mention, Drunk Neil further poured himself a cup of beer from the pitchers they were now making us pay for!!!
Maybe my view would be different on this place if I was a 55+ local degenerate looking to get a good buzz on with bottom of the barrel people. My opinion is that these common bar-​goers don’t typically interact much with adults in their 20s-​30s so when they see a group in that age range… all bets are off.
I’m pretty sure that if I’m paying with real money to support this dump, they should make a conscious effort to not offend their customers and be a little nicer. It’s no wonder they don’t speak of Eddie. He must have fled this hellhole.
Jon Taffer from Bar Rescue needs to immediately come in and help Danny and Eddies. This place is not only disgusting, but the way the staff treats/​harasses their customers is disgusting. I would never go back to this bar. If you want a regular bar in the same area try Jack Russells, the Gael Pub, or Mad River.

So I know this is a dive bar, and part of the charm of it is drinking with derelicts and you might not expect the best customer service, but recently had a horrible interaction. I went there with my family on xmas eve, a new tradition for us to have a nice family dinner then head out for some pitchers, darts an merriment. We showed up with 6 people, and my 33 year old fiancé forgot her ID. Now I’m aware that you require an ID at a bar, but once you hit over 25 seems like very few places are asking for your license. Well, the bartender and some bouncer guy made a huge stink of it, got very confrontational and before I was even able to suggest running home to get it for her we left. Needless to say, we headed to another bar one block away where the bartender told us Merry Christmas and poured us a few pints.
Again people might say that it’s our fault for not having ID on Xmas eve, but I really was surprised at how confrontational they were.

Do you wear a suit and tie because you want to look important? If so, don’t bother coming here.
Is your name Stefanie? If so, Neil will immediately know your name. If not, you’ll be renamed Stefanie and will be in for a few hours of hilarious stories and non-​stop comedic antics.
If you make it to later, Jenni will make your night absolutely fabulous. This is as close to a real life Cheers experience as you’re ever going to get. Danny is always around and he’s just about the nicest man you’ll ever meet. This place is like his family room and he’ll treat you like family. The regulars are all extremely warm and welcoming.
I first came here early in the Spring and was immediately enthralled by the friendly atmosphere. We actually loved it so much that we decided to have Tara’s birthday party here in May. We couldn’t have chosen a better place. Danny (who we hadn’t met on our previous visit) told us that we were welcome to use his grill and all he wanted was a hot dog for him and one for his wife (what a thoughtful husband). Our friends mixed seamlessly with the regulars and it was an amazing party.
Since then, we’ve attempted to stop by regularly, but haven’t been nearly as often as we’d hoped. Nevertheless, whenever we show up, we are treated like old friends. Last month, Danny even went outside and across the street to help Tara defend a parking space for her friend against an over-​privileged British diplomat in a BMW. We need more people like Danny and more bars like Danny & Eddie’s in this too posh for its own good part of town.
This place is definitely a dive bar. You won’t see 40 interesting beers on tap, but you will have the time of your life. Karaōke nights are fun too.

Who knows why I keep coming back. It’s like when the waiter says the plate is hot, you just have to see how hot.

A little dive bar in UES. Put back a couple of drinks and had a pretty good time. Played a game of cricket on a terrible dart board and some pretty rough darts. They should go buy another cheap $ 20 dartboard and darts to replace the existing equipment.

This place was alright, they try to be the local neighborhood bar and I guess are pretty successful since they seem to have several regulars posted everywhere. The bartender said he would honor the Unilocal check-​in special (buy 1, get 1 drink free), but he did not. The bartender was friendly, and may have been a bit too friendly and made some people feel uncomfortable with is jokes… or so it seemed. It took me 20 mins to get my check due to jokes. I like a good joke, but c’mon dude haha! Darts were free and fun. The jukebox was full of 90s hits, so depends on your musical preference. The bar was moderately priced for the Upper East Side, but not an essential NYC stop.

I have been to this bar 5 times. I remember when it used to be Archer’s, and though I miss that place (I’ve just moved back to the neighborhood) I can see myself becoming a regular here. Sure, there seems to be some quirky regulars (I saw a woman, clearly going through chemo put her wig on the bartender), but they definitely seem to have a family vibe going on, which I think is awesome in a local bar. It’s not too big, and has good TVs for sports, but it doesn’t have so many you don’t know what to watch. And thankfully it doesn’t have that frat-​y Second Avenue scene that makes me want to scream. And the back yard is awesome! It’s relaxing to be able to sit outside alone and chill. I haven’t grilled yet, but I miss the cookouts we had in college and can’t wait to bogart it with a couple of friends one weekend afternoon.
That being said it’s not the kind of place you go to with a group of girlfriends on a Friday night. It’s an «I’m going to have a glass of wine on my way home from work» (3 times), or a «one last shot with my boyfriend before going home» (2 times), kind of place.
For now, I’m happy with it being just that.

The perfectly dive-​y dive bar on the UES. Danny the owner, Neal and Jason the bartenders, Nelson the… well, Nelson… you just have to love these characters! My brother lives right around the corner and we made it our mission to stop into Danny & Eddie’s on our next visit. Not only did we stop in, we came back every day on our 5-​day trip. Friendly, interesting staff and patrons, free shots, a pool table, a jukebox, and a patio out back… what’s not to fall in love with?! Love you guys!

Alright, let me get the positive part out first. The staff try to be nice but seem utterly out of place.
Onto the rest of the experience of this bar. I’ve tried the place 3 times, and each time something happens that make me question how this place stays in business. This bar is dirty, old, and smoky… and none of those in a good way.
The crowd seems to be a lot of regulars (45+) with a tendency to start fights and hit on unsuspecting patrons a little too aggressively that makes the overall vibe really uncomfortable and gross. There is a bouncer — which is odd for a bar meant for about 40 people — but given the clientele perhaps they’ve found this position necessary.
The back «patio» is smoke filled disarray of plastic and metal tables/​chairs. They have a communal grill that people can use, but no one appears to clean this grill (it’s disgusting) and the presence of rats during 2 of my visits add to the unappetizing experience of the outdoor space.
While the drinks seem cheap on the menu, things are watered down and there is a tendency to charge for drinks never ordered which inevitably leads to an bad time with the bartenders.
The karaōke nights are abysmal. The microphone volume is way too loud for anyone not interested in hearing the drunk frat boy/​uncomfortable bachelorette party/​regular lounge wannabe to enjoy themselves in any sort of other bar conversation. The location of the singing/​speakers is also awkward and means there is no real dance space if you want to get your dance on.
Overall I would say If you like cheap drinks, think hard about how much you may dislike watered down cocktails or mystery beers you did not order on your bill. If you like Karaōke, go to Iggy’s or Koreatown. And if you like outdoor space, go elsewhere because rodents are unfriendly and the amount of smoke makes this undesirable for anyone wanting to get fresh air.

This is a pretty typical bar on the UES (Land of the Fratty, Home of the Bro). There are both good and bad things about it.
Good: Decent pitcher prices.
Bad: You end up drinking pitchers of Rolling Rock all night.
Good: Buck Hunter, darts, pool.
Bad: Some animal might clear half the room with his filthy flatulence.*
Good: Genius bartender will light entire matchbooks to squash the stench.
Bad: Guy passed out on the bench, rubbing his feet on your jacket.
Good: His bro challenging you to Buck Hunter for drinks.
Bad: He plays like it’s Duck Hunt, and he’s 8 years old.**
Good: You win anyway.
Bad: The jukebox is broken.
Good: Saturday night karaōke is all you need.
Bad: The fat, bearded man’s version of Mariah.
Good: Free shots for singers.
Although it’s not great for a quiet drink, if you bring along a few friends and you know what you’re getting into, it’s easy to have a good time at Danny & Eddie’s.
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*For once, it wasn’t anyone I know.
**i.e., pressing his gun up against the screen. C’mon buddy, respect the game.

one of my friends lives a block away from here, so it always seems like a solid place to pre-​drink before we go out, since drinks are fairly cheap and it’s so close to her house. the first time we stopped in (over a year ago) it was packed and we ended up having such a randomly fun time, we hesitated to leave. after that, we always tried to give this place another chance to live up to that night, but every time we go in, it’s dead and always karaōke night — aka 6 middle aged men watching one woman sing something really embarrassing. the bouncer (i know, why is there a bouncer at a tiny bar, but whatever) always looks like he’s cringing too.
i think we’ve given this place enough second chances. i don’t know what happened the first night but it’s obviously not happening again. it’s like waiting for the rapture or something LOL
but now that i know they give a shot of tequila for karaōke, i might stop in and do it… no shame, especially when there’s only 3 people in the whole bar and none of them that i’d sleep with. thanks for da tip Unilocal

Manhattan’s streets are lined with bars to hit up, full of beer specials and cocktails both overpriced and poorly named — Danny and Eddie’s is the exception to the norm in the best possible way.
I was introduced to the bar by some friends a few year back, and after visiting only a couple of times, was quickly made to feel like part of one happy, drunk, family. The bar has no pretensions — the focus is on on well-​served drinks and conversation, and maybe a game of pool or karaōke, should I have had one too many.
I live for their backyard patio — be it summer or winter, I tend to find myself out there chatting either with Danny or Carol Anne or meeting a whole new group of people who make the big bad city feel a bit smaller.