Genuinely divey, Billymarkas has dinky linoleum floors, abrasive lighting, and amazingly cheap drinks. Pool and darts are mostly reserved for regulars (of the potbellied, tattooed, bulging arm-muscle type). You must buzz to get into the restroom.
Anyone who says that gentrified New York lacks dive bars is nuts. Sure, we no longer have McGurk's Suicide Hall, the Bowery haunt frequented by sailors and low-rent prostitutes that was thought to be the place to take one's own life. But we've... More »