The House Of BrewsCategories: American (New), Sports Bars
Neighborhoods: Theater District, Hell’s Kitchen
363 W 46th St
(between 8th Ave & 9th Ave)
New York, NY 10036
“Hey, we’re at the House of Brews! Come down”
“ughhh, House of Bro’s?? C’mon man, arite, I’ll be over in a bit”
I expected douchebags, striped shirts and girls who wouldn’t get my facial hair. I did read they had good food though, so I was optimistic….
The actual bar has lots of beers that I was into (not fruity) and a decent layout. I appreciate the tables behind the bar stools – always convenient. It wasn’t too crowded which is a good thing for a current patron, but there might be other conclusions to draw which I am not going into.
The food was typical. We had Belgium frites. They were obviously a frozen variety, I would not give HOB encouragement by ordering them again. I liked the springy holder for it though! I imagined it to be many things: a head antenna, a cone to hear better with, one of those death ray guns, a flexing thing to work out with, futuristic cupholder, springboard (which I wanted to jump off so bad but I held back).
Of note was the Cask beer. Wow, what a wild trip. I have never had a beer so intriguing before. This is an unpasteurized ale, served warm, in color almost of a guinness, and a feeling unlike any other beer I’ve had. If nothing else, this is worth the price of admission for going to the House of Brews – which incidentally is zero, so whatever.