The BoatHouse Dockside Bar

Be grateful this hasn’t turned into a Chilis togo or some bougie pizzeria bar. The Boathouse, established: years ago, is one of the only last standing airports dives. Expensive, sometimes. The bartenders wear cheesy Hawaiian Shirts and you get hot dogs from the attached Nathans. WHAT ELSE DO YOU WANT?

Walked in, no one working the bar.
Then I heard those magic words… «What can I get you to drink?»
Sandra, you’re my hero.
Supposed to open at nine, here I am, drink in hand @ 0836.
I am a happy boy

Just a little dink hole of a bar generally cater to Spirit Airlines customers who, for that reason alone are desperate need of a drink. It’s a very typical overpriced underpouring drink place all to common of what are found in airports and, being located in an airport, of course has nothing whatsoever to do with boathousse much less having any dockside atmosphere about it.

OK for an airport bar. The bar area is small– maybe five stools– and the rest of the space is filled with high tops (no chairs) to stand around and drink at. There’s a small TV that was playing local news when we were there. The single bartender, an older man, seemed kind of overwhelmed but was very nice. There’s no server for the tables– you just go to the bar and order for yourself, which I appreciated because forcing you to have a server in that tiny place would have been annoying.
The thing I really liked was that the beers were right on par with normal pricing– $ 18 for a round of three– and though they don’t serve food, they’re conveniently located right next to Nathan’s. We had a two-​hour delay, so we parked it at a table, had a few rounds and chowed down on hot dogs and fries from next door. Not bad.