O’Connor’s Bar

Uh oh. What the hell are they building on the roof? It looks like a place for dudes with spread collars to order BL Limes and discuss current trends in vaginal grooming. Are the Brooklyn Nets really going to do this shit to one of the few remaining bars in Brooklyn? (Yes, I’m aware that places like Flatbush Farm are displacing the good stuff, but these stultifying microbrew chambers aren’t really bars, are they?).
This is some terrible shit. I know it’s nice to sip chilled Sauternes and eat esoteric nut snacks. But there are like 3,257 places to do that in this neighborhood. And literally every single normal place is being flushed down the toilet of Mike Bloomberg’s «progress.» He should just settle for the fact that I’ll gladly pay $ 4 for a Budweiser there, that cabs are legion on 5^th Avenue in Brooklyn, and that El Viejo Yayo put up a new yupped awning. But seriously, dude, leave O’Connor’s alone.

O’Connor’s has all the basic elements of a good bar:
–It’s dark
–The drinks are strong
–The drinks are cheap
–There is always usually one or two weirdoes in there.
–The weirdoes are likely to be the only other people in there.
–The bartenders are nice.
–They’re open late.
And, for extra credit, Elliott Smith used to drink there all the time when he was living in Brooklyn.

This is a great bar. Cheap drinks, solid jukebox, lots of room, zero attitude. The bartender may be the hardest working bartender I have ever seen; he’s a pro. Will be back!

I’m very worried. I’m worried because the ever rising metal girders of the Nets stadium seem to herald the demise of O’Connor’s as we know it (there’s already talk of a gastropub /​restaurant upstairs set up). Sure, it may be amusing to watch wave after wave of backwards baseball cap bros gush forth from the Atlantic Terminal, storming the vegan restaurants in search of ‘some fockin hot wings’, and terrorizing the hood as the strollerati clutch little Caspian & Eleanor or their Bernese mountain dogs close as housing prices plummet all around them. However, there is also the inevitable collateral damage.
O’Connor’s is the best dive bar in Park Slope. It has about 4 domestic and 2 Irish bottled beers, and no, it doesn’t have a goddamn tap of Scneizeweize Heffeweisse or Sluttynose Double Bock Hop Winter Fireside IPA. It probably has the best jukebox in Park Slope. It also has something that I miss about the pubs back home, a history.

I have been either starting nights off here or finishing them off since I moved in the this area in 2004. I would have given this very high marks for being a great dive bar in hood devoid of many good ones.
That was until I had to deal with a bartender there who was rude and disrespectful. Went in for last call and was refused service. He claimed my friend with me was drunk and he would not serve him. He wasn’t, but the bartender just didn’t feel like serving us, he was sitting at the bar with his friends and no one else was in there. Considering what I know about this place and will not type here was pretty upset.
Needless to say the place is a great example of dive bar with cheap drinks. But I don’t think I will be going in there every again due to the way I was treated.

Sooo quiete. We were whispering! (this was early Sunday evening). Three dollar local beers. No taps. Bar stools with tape on them. Locals drinking alone. A couple of TVs. Some booths. Dark, even if it is super sunny outside. Supposedly when the Atlantic center arrives, this may turn into a sports bar. I’m not a fan of sports bars, but if you need a cheap drink… Why not?
I could definitely see a lot of people not being comfortable with this place though. I hate it when people call non divey bars, dive bars. But this one, I think can definitely be categorized as a dive bar. Oh ya, and if you are a girl, you are in for a treat when you go to the bathroom…

It’s…well a dive bar. What can you really expect? The beer selection is lacking. The bartender seemed annoyed that he had to serve us. Not a bad place, but it’s also far from memorable.

A fantastic neighborhood bar. I’m very sorry to hear that they’ll be «renovating,» although I suppose it could use a good cleaning!

Not too Shabby for a local bar.

Awesome dive bar!
My boyfriend and I decided to watch the Chargers vs. Raiders game there… cheap beers and nice atmosphere.
Would have given it 5 stars however the bartender was a douche towards the end; we didn’t have drinks in our hands for at least 15 minutes; by the time he approached us, we were getting ready to leave.

Cheep drinks great bartenders good jukebox what more can you ask for

Visited O’Connor’s Bar the other night to help celebrate a friends birthday and thought I would share the experience with fellow Unilocalers.
This is your typical no frills Irish bar and serves up a number of different bottled beers and whiskey’s. They didn’t have a tap it seemed and I heard the bartender speaking of some renovations being done to the place so perhaps they are coming as well with this.
Simply put this is a dark atmosphere kind of bar and there are a number of booths to chill out in if you like that, and what appeared to be ample space at the bar. The back room was closed as part of the construction going on which made the number of friends gathered for this birthday a little congested, but with smokers and people moving off to other discussions the rotation kept it comfortable.
I was only drinking beers tonight, and had a couple of different ones across the board with your Amstel Light, Bud Lite, and Budweiser. They did not have any Coors Light on hand and I am not sure if this means they don’t stock it or were just out. The jukebox had a cool number of selections and our birthday friend was loading it up with Johnny Cash, Misfits, Ramones, Devo and Elvis Costello. An eclectic mix but you should understand how it mirrors his personality to perfection.
The prices for the beers were cheap, and that’s always good in this economy so I am sure a healthy crowd comes in regularly. It’s nothing special in terms of overall visuals and more suited as your place to go to drink some drinks with friends or by yourself and contemplate your lot in life. There did not seem to be any food service, but again I am unaware of what the renovations will bring in with them. Perhaps a kitchen? I don’t know at this writing.

If you’re looking for a place for free awesome hats on St. Paddy’s Day, cheap bottled beer, the ability to sit and mingle with friends, and the welcoming confines of an Irish pub… then this spot is right up your alley.
I was here on St. Paddy’s Day and another day, and both times the place was a black hole for time. You walk in, have a few drinks with friends, and suddenly it’s 5 – 6 hours later.
There’s not much to this place, but that’s exactly why it’s a great spot. When you’re looking for a comfortable place to drink on St. Paddy’s Day, you wouldn’t expect an Irish pub to be on that list. You’d settle for –any– pub that wasn’t overflowing. That’s why O’Connor’s rules.
I think the fact there are so many bars in the area has a lot to do with it.
I’ll be back here, for sure!

Its in Park Slope, the drinks are cheap, and its not pretentious. Count it.
Oh yea, the day before my first visit the back wall collapsed and they just put up a façade wall over it. Cheers!

O’Connors is like the hull of a ghost ship. Only murky green light comes through the window and even on a sunny afternoon it is dark and dank and old. I always expect to see those spooky blue ghost characters from the Haunted Mansion at Disney World sitting at the bar when I come in. One of the bartenders has Elvis hair. The booths will suck you in and not let you go for hours.

The bar stools are held together with duct tape, but the beer is cheap, the juke box is good, it’s dark, it’s never too crowded, and I’ve had plenty of weird great nights at this neighborhood institution.

Education. Time. The atom bomb.
Apparently all of these things have been said to be «the great equalizer.» But my friends, I can assure you that all of those things are wrong.
In actuality, it is cheap beer that is the great equalizer. And nothing embodies this concept more than O’Connor’s, where old men who look like craggy characters out of George Jones songs sit alongside hipsters, both of whom are relatively happy about it. And let’s face it – there are few bars that suited both for a lazy Sunday afternoon and 2 a.m. on a Friday. But just to let you know, O’Connor’s is that bar.
Bars that completely lack pretension? Also the great equalizer.

first time i came into this bar I had only been around the neighborhood for about a week. went in to watch a game and have a beer.
At first the bartender was a little skeptical of me keeping his distance but hey i am a new face in a place that looks like people have their butts molded into the stools. LOL. anyhow i chatted it up with him to let him now i was new to the neighborhood and this is my kind of bar for those chill nights he was cool with it and became more social cheap booz chill people chill times. way cool for me

Its a very cosy bar. There is something very charming about this place because of how they don’t try hard to be anything but a bar.
Its a bar, you can drink beer, play music if you want to, and there’s a small TV where you can watch sports but the volume is low enough that you won’t be bothered if you are not into sports.
I went outside, but came back in pretty quickly because I saw (and heard) many mice running around, but thats just part of the charm of this old bar.

Total werewolf bar potential. See my J J Bubbles review, or speak with Andrew J. to find out.
The people in here were younger than I thought; but that doesn’t mean they won’t turn when the full moon is out.
It’s dark, almost menacing, and with a few tables in the back and along the wall. The only real light comes from the bar itself. There, the bartender works swiftly, with his very small glasses, pours out exact shots for each liquor (there’s a shot glass for every bottle of booze) and smashes a single dash of mixer (that’s all there is room for). So wince away folks.
Guinness in a bottle, I guess, but the drinks are solidly cheap.