We haven’t reviewed a bar since June 12th, but we’re back again with review on Trailer Park, a bar in the Chelsea area of Manhattan.
Beyond the cool exterior lies an an unfriendly place that doesn’t put its customers first.
During my visit to Trailer Park I was amazed at being charged five bucks for a 12 oz. Pabst Blue Ribbon, which didn’t even come with a shot of house whiskey. The bartender offered to keep it on ice and I could order something else, but I’d be paying even more for a Heineken. It’s not like the ambiance merits the high cost for the drinks. I was surrounded by fat guys and tatted guys and maybe like one hot chick in the entire place.
How about the food you ask? It’s also overpriced and the portions don’t even fit the bill, literally. They don’t even list prices on the menu tab of their website. Interesting, huh?
If you visit their website you’ll notice they have a happy hour from 4-6 p.m. I mean come on! What kind of happy hour is that? I work until 5:30 p.m. myself, how can one even remotely enjoy it?
Though like any bar, they do have their regulars. I’m sure they treat them extremely well. I certainly won’t be going back. It’s a shame too, when I was walking into this bar I thought, OK, this place looks awesome. I was actually embarrassed to have my brothers meet me there as we waited for a comedy show to start.
Go figure, you go to Trailer Park and you get treated like trash.
Location:
23rd Street
Between 7th and 8th Avenue
P: 212-463-8000
