567 Hudson St, New York, NY | Directions 1001440.735738 -74.006214
Sun-Thurs 11am-2am; Fri-Sat 11am-4am
Neighborhoods: West Village, Downtown
White Horse Tavern is one of the most historic full service bars in New York City, once known for it's 1950's and 1960's Bohemian culture. A stomping ground for such writers and artists as Dylan Thomas, Jack Kerouac, Bob Dylan, and The Clancy Brothers, we have been put on the map as a favorite neighborhood hangout. Enjoy great beer, wine and cocktails while enjoying staple tavern classics, including our delicious West Village hamburger! Feel free to let loose on our killer jukebox to listen to your favorite tunes! Our spacious outdoor cafe area is a great way to enjoy good weather, tasty food, quality cocktails, and great company. Join us for lunch, dinner, cocktails and brunch for a fantastic neighborhood experience!
I'd rather spend an evening douching – I went for a company outing the other night for some simple drinks and food. We were coming from The Upholstery Store which is a beautiful bar, so I originally thought I was being a bit unfair to White Horse Tavern as it didn't quite hold up in comparison. However, I thought it over and realized it's true, this place sucks big sausage.
First, our waitress. Her hair alone was offensive. Awful roots, split ends and a hot mess the whole way between. She comes over, "What can I get you?" My coworker orders a cocktail and fries. "Woah! Let's just start with drinks. I don't even have a pad on me." Thus explaining the awful odor but not the tude. Less then a minute later while still taking our drink order. "Final call for food!" Soon after, another waitress passed us by and I catch her shooting an awful look at a coworker and then to the bouncer. At first thought a bug flew up her nose or she had a flashback to when she first moved to NY 10 with big aspirations. But no, the bouncer comes by and asks my coworker to scoot his chair in. Eventually the bill came while still in the middle of our food and she asked us 3 times within the next 10 minutes to pay because her shift was soon to be over.
In all fairness, what they lacked in charm they certainly made up for in luxury and decor. Lovely handcrafted picnic benches, beautiful paper plates, delicious microwaved chicken nuggets and the finest art on the walls with cute little sayings like "Nobody permitted under the age of 25" or "$30 charge if caught eating outside food."
I don't understand this place. Why is everyone so miserable? Why does the food look like its from the frozen food section at Gristedes? And is everyone really that ugly or is it simply their perma constipated face glare?
Bad experience – The White Horse came recommended as a famous pub. However, the experience is poor. We went there last night. It's packed in the main bar, everyone barging into you. You get told (rudely) you cannot stand in the side room because you can only buy drinks from the waitresses. You can't be outside with more than 3 friends ("a big group" according to the surly bouncer) or you get asked to leave. If you mistakenly buy a drink at the bar and take it outside, the waitresses, who only care about their lousy tips, tell you off. Terrible customer service all round. Not worth going, even for the name.
The Last Greenwich Village Writer's Bar – This the only remaining Greenwich Village writer's bar. Chumley's (where F. Scott Fitzgerald wrote, womanized and got his picture on the wall) closed "for renovations" a few years back. It's still closed. The Lion's Head, Edgar Allen Poe's old haunt, used to be the only het bar on Christopher Street. Ironically, it disappeared during the de-gayzation of the West Village. So now we only have The Whitehorse, where Dylan Thomas wrote, and slowly drank his liver into paté. For that reason alone, it deserves a visit. But I do mean "for that reason alone."
There are pictures and memorabilia inside, but place has lost its aura. Service is efficient, and not hostile, but also not special. There are a TON of "rules" (No posting paper anywhere-- even if it's just for a few minutes, no smoking inside the iron gates, no eating outside after midnight). This is not exactly conducive to the wordsmith mentality. And, the bouncer keeps a constant check to make sure the RULES ARE FOLLOWED.
The menu has the usual bar foods and drink. Anchor on tap is a big plus. The food is pretty ordinary, although the wings are slightly better than the usual bland stuff of other bars. The outside space is nice, while you're allowed to sit there, but all-in-all, this special place is nothing special. --Drink Club is a roving group of NYC drinkers
They ran out of the bar to return my wallet to me! – Besides being a great bar with great staff and patrons, upon leaving the gentleman that seated us came after me to return my wallet which had a lot of cash, ATM card, credit card, corporate card, license...saved my hide! Still floored by the honesty and character of that man! Thank you!!!!
Great History – I think this place has a great historical feature to it.. and its just a chill bar you can hang out at and not be bothered
extremely rude employees – if I could give ZERO stars, I would. lame has-been dive bar with an extremely RUDE bouncer wannabe (i.e. his job is to check IDs but he thinks he works the door at 1Oak) who gives attitude to and yells at women half his size. the only people who wait to get inside are tourists and bridge and tunnel. a wait with an attitude at this place?!?
there are so many bars with better atmospheres and the same prices near here with nice people - don't waste your time here.
Watch your change! – Count the change that the bartender gives you back. He tried to pass off a 1 for a 10 last night. Wtf! The economy must be really bad. They'll take it whichever way it comes.
Worst bar experience I've ever had in New York – I've never posted a revew on this site, however, I feel compelled to write something about my experience last night at the White Horse Tavern. I was joining some colleagues for drinks after work. The staff corralled our group into the back room. There was no room to sit so I stood with several of my friends. I did not see a waitstaff so I ventured to the bar to buy some drinks. I was intercepted at the bar by the "host" and told to go back to the room and order from a waitress. I mentioned there wasn't a waitress to be found so I headed to the bar. I felt silly pleading with the man - cash in hand - to buy a drink. In a bar. I eventually headed back to the back room - sans drink. 15 minutes later we finally tracked down a waitress and ordered a drink. Between the time the drinks were ordered and the arrival of our cocktails, a second "host" told us we couldn't stand in the back room because it blocked a clear path to the ladies room. He said we would have to stand at the bar and order our drinks there. Unbelieveable. When we informed him that we were told not to order from the bar he looked confused.....then said he had just come on and he was enforcing the rules. It felt like the twilight zone. I will never, ever step foot in this dump again. Thankfully, we ended our night at the White Horse right after the silliness and headed to Dublin's down the street. We couldn't have been happier with the service we received at Dublins.
AVOID: discrimination at this establishment – On 12/20/07, I entered the White Horse for much needed food with my service animal. I was refused service because of my "dog." They would not believe she was a service dog because she was "not a German Shepherd." I handed them a copy of the ADA laws concerning service animals and no one would even take it from me to read! They asked me to go elsewhere. Of course I had no desire to patronize them after this humiliating confrontation so I left, telling them (and everyone in the place) that they had just violated a federal law. I am filing a complaint with the Dept of Justice this week. I hope this place gets closed down for good. DO NOT PATRONIZE ESTABLISHMENTS THAT DISCRIMINATE AGAINST PEOPLE WITH HIDDEN DISABILITIES. Please tell all your friends and neighbors to do the same! Thank you.
Avoid – A few things about this wretched cave of hell.
1) It smells like an explosion of flatulence mingled with a dirty keg tap and several decomposing animals. At every turn I was punched in the face with a flatulence-bomb so potent I nearly lost my life.
2) There was an aged cougar man-child in a skateboarder's uniform who "bought" us shots. How LUCKY we were, you might be thinking. You are wrong. We were not lucky. Instead of "buying" the shots, he ordered them and then attempted to leave us with the bill. And his breath smelled like cat excrement, which was a real kick in the bombz.
3) Upon leaving, we politely asked the bouncer why he wouldn't let any of our friends in. By way of response he asked my friend why she was such a "lil' trick."
That about sums it up. Do not ever set foot in this horrid flatulence house if you can help it. I would rather eat dingleberry pie than return to this hell hole. Kisses! -Dame Judie Dench
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