Welcome To The Johnsons

20s / After Work / Arcade Games / Budget-friendly / Dive / Dive Bar / Flirty / Happy Hour / Hip / Hipster / Jeans and T-Shirt / Jukebox / Pool (Billiards) / Regulars / Rockers / Rowdy / Singles / Sneakers / TVs / Unpretentious / Young Professionals
Welcome To The Johnsons "With its wooden DIY sign, ripped and sticker-caked awning, pebbled exterior, and a vibe that attracts drinkers who prefer to swig right out of the can, Welcome To The Johnsons gives new meaning to the term ""unpretentious." New York United States 40.719737 -73.9872721
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Welcome To The Johnsons - Dive Bar in New York.
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Party Earth Review With its wooden DIY sign, ripped and sticker-caked awning, pebbled exterior, and a vibe that attracts drinkers who prefer to swig right out of the can, Welcome To The Johnsons gives new meaning to the term “unpretentious... ... read full review

  • Subway:

    F, J, M, Z: Delancey Street-Essex Street

  • Phone:

    212-420-9911

  • Hours:

    M–F 3pm–4am, Sa–Su 1pm–4am

  • Recommended as:

    • Night Spot

Party Earth Welcome To The Johnsons Review

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"With its wooden DIY sign, ripped and sticker-caked awning, pebbled exterior, and a vibe that attracts drinkers who prefer to swig right out of the can, Welcome To The Johnsons gives new meaning to the term ""unpretentious."

With its wooden DIY sign, ripped and sticker-caked awning, pebbled exterior, and a vibe that attracts drinkers who prefer to swig right out of the can, Welcome To The Johnsons gives new meaning to the term “unpretentious.”

This reliable downtown dive owes its hipness to the authenticity of its 70s suburban rumpus room décor, complete with wooden wet bar, plastic-covered furniture, and collection of embarrassing childhood portraits and pastel landscapes, as well as a dimly-lit pool table crammed in by the graffiti-covered bathrooms.

Burnt-orange couches, high-backed green leather bar stools, and a tabletop Pac-Man game provide a kitschy backdrop for the after-work hipster professionals and colorful regulars chatting loudly over the Devo and Black Sabbath tunes blaring from the jukebox.

Patrons feeling antisocial can plop themselves down next to the boxy tube TV to watch one of the dozens of VHS tapes stacked next to the plastic Santa behind the bar, where friendly indie-rocker bartenders keep the house drink – $1.75 cans of PBR – flowing freely.

Usually packed to the gills with rambunctious partiers pounding cheap suds, Johnsons attracts an outgoing crowd always ready to talk, mingle, and sing along to a little Journey – especially during those long afternoon Happy Hours when patrons can throw on Iron Man, challenge the bartender to a game of pool, and relax before the place gets really boisterous.

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Tip from Jonah:

They have root beer on tap here, so if you’ve never tried the majesty of a root beer and bourbon combo, now’s your chance.

  • Crowd

    Hipsters and rockers with a smattering of young professionals after work, 20s.

  • Entertainment / Music

    Jukebox. TV playing movies. Pool table. Tabletop video game console.

  • Food / Miscellaneous

    Free Doritos. Happy Hour M–F 3–9pm, Sa–Su 1–9pm.

  • Prices

    PBR $1.75, beer $3+, cocktails and mixed drinks $4–$6.

  • What to Wear / Dress Code

    Casual: t-shirts, sundresses, jeans, sneakers.

  • Hot Nights / When to Go

    Most nights draw a decent crowd after 11pm, but Thursdays and Saturdays are particularly packed and crazy. Fridays also bring in a good crowd.

  • Close By

    Whiskey Ward (121 Essex Street) is a Southern-gothic bar with a special selection of unrefined bourbons and scotches.

Welcome To The Johnsons User Reviews

Average rating:
Holy Hipster Haven
Risa C. Dec 11, 2012
I was trying to remember the name of this place and all I kept coming up with was "your creepy uncle's basement. It's not so much that it was a creepy place as much as it's a basement but as much as I appreciate the hipster vibe this took it to an entirely different level. I don't think there was a single person in heels there, and oversized plaid shirts and grimy tshirts seemed to be the outfit of choice for both males and females. In fact all the males and females could've switched outfits and no one would've looked bizzare. In the front of the bar there were haphazard tables that stayed in whatever location they had last been bumped into and were absolutely covered in PBR cans. If someone asked me to create a mental image of what I thought a dirty hipster bar would be like this would be the place. Though it's not so much my cup of tea, I guess it could suit your needs if you live, sleep, eat, breathe hipsterdom.
Where Am I?
Jaclyn W. Dec 8, 2012
Wandered in here with some newly met people and did not know what to expect. For one, there are hipsters everywhere and I don't mean like the ones at The Wren. I mean like we wandered into Brooklyn and the Commodore decided to mix with that YouTube video: Hipster Olympics. Anyway, it is definitely like being at a high school basement party. There are random objects everywhere, tables and chairs are scattered all over the place, a pool table in the back engulfs the entire room and people are definitely drinking and mingling. We unfortunately arrived at the time a bar fight was taking place. I did not expect that in a hipster environment, but someone immediately came to remove the culprit. I had a PBR obviously because it was Hipsters R' Us and also because they ran out of this rootbeer concoction they are known for, so I made up with a vodka soda also.
Warning: your life may get swallowed.
Chris K. Nov 14, 2012
The problem with drinking at a bar made to look like a suburban basement is that you get the best of both worlds and never want to leave. On the one hand, there are people swinging through--girls to flirt with, groups to chat up, guys to shoot pool with, and countless new DJs for the awesome jukebox. On the other hand, there are plenty of overstuffed chairs, root beer drinks, fuzzy VHS tapes on the shitty TV, and Black Sabbath tunes on the jukebox, so you don't get that glitzy-techno-party nonsense that so many other bars feed you. The result is that you drink twelve PBRs and sink into a puke-green couch from which you never want to rise. Yeah. It's that good.
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