Wilton House

The worst bar I have ever been to in my life. It’s not even the bar that is the worst (it’s bad tho) it’s the bartender/​owner. A few friends and I were walking past Wilton house and thought let’s go in here for a quiet drink before we go to a busy bar. We walk in and ask if they have trash cans (the drink) the bartender is slurring her words saying no we don’t down the street they have a special on them. She was being a bitch and was just saying that cause she didn’t want to serve us. She had no reason on to why she didn’t want to serve us, we were being very nice asking for a drink. We ordered a vodka club then she said you know what I don’t want to serve you guys get out of my bar. She was wasted, fighting with us on how she wouldn’t serve us. We asked why she wouldn’t and she’s like I don’t wanna this is my bar get out. We then left the bar and was standing outside, figuring out where we wanted to go next. She came out and started yelling at us to leave, we told her to stop yelling at us and go back inside her disgusting dirty bar. She got mad started yelling at us even more. The police heard her screaming so they pulled up. They wanted to hear her side of the story vs ours. The police told her to go back inside and leave us alone. I bet they have dealt with her many times before because other reviews say she was wasted too. If I were you I would stay far away from this bar unless you feel like fighting with the drunk owner.

THE WORST… We went for a drink thinking that it would be good since we were looking for a quiet place to have a drink. Boy we were wrong!!! the bar tender was extremely rude and kept yelling all the time using course words and foul language and slaming glasses and bottles around… SHE WAS CLEARLY DRUNK, when we started a conversation in spanish she let us know that she was not cool with it which I find extremely racist since we weren’t loud or disrespectful in any way. At this point all we wanted to do was leave but surprise… it was a cash bar, and the bar tender also let us know in a very «classy» was by slamming our credit card against the bar top saying «to me this is not good». I have never felt so unwelcomed and disrespected in any establishment in my life. Surreal experience in the worst possible way.

If you want to go to a place where no one will find you come here. That is the charm of this place. It is a little get-​away in a town full of sports bars. Although I probably couldn’t come here every weekend, their is a place in my heart for the Wilton House.

Wilton House is a bar frozen in time: outside, this section of downtown is a yuppie’s paradise of trendy restaurants, packed sports bars, and hipsters galore. Inside, it’s 1970s Hoboken. No attitude, no trends, no atmosphere. People come in for a strong spirits and cheap domestic beer. The bartender will greet you with a nod and as long as you keep things quiet, this is an ideal place to wind down an evening (or regroup for something later). Wilton’s rarely gets too crowded (St Pats aside), so pull a stool up to the bar, grab yourself a bottle of Bud, and relax.

Look, this place has no shame, is what it is and doesn’t care to change for you. With that being said, it’s amazing and unlike any bar in the area. Anyone that complains can go a block in either direction and find exactly what they’re looking for. Look, it’s cheap beer/​spirits in the most expensive part of town. That’s 5 stars in my book. Great dive feeling, historical and good service. This place is real. It’s like something at the base of a ski mountain Colorado or in a downtown somewhere in Idaho. This place is out of its element and is awesome for it.

It’s a five star local bar. It’s not a loud obnoxious guido, hipster, punk, or sports bar. It’s an old mans bar.
Do you wanna hang out? Do you wanna have a real conversation without straining your vocal chords over louder and louder music? Do you wanna not have to break the bank to get a buzz? If so, then this is the place for you.
If your a beer snob that needs a backstory and a pedigree for your beer to be worthy of your consumption, then just walk on by. There are a hundred other places for you to feel better about yourself. Go to them.
The staff is friendly and open to a good conversation. Hell, if you talk to them you might just find out some cool history to the town that you call home…

«What’s on tap?»
«Bud, Bud Light, Heineken, Corona.»
«What do you have in bottles?»
«Bud, Bud Light, Heineken, Corona.»
What’s the point?

hello there Unilocalers… took a train ride down to hoboken for the day on thursday and decided to stop over to wilton house for a quick cold beer… neat little neighorhood bar with a few oldtimers in there 10:30 am doing the same thing i was doing !! the place was clean, friendly, interesting and overall i had a HOOT !! i would love to check this place out at night

Cheap, cheap, cheap! That is definitely the best thing about this bar! Came to Hoboken for a friend’s birthday and decided to come here first for some pre-​gaming. It was a great idea. I was able to get drunk for less than $ 20. That’s unheard of!
It was a Saturday night and the bar was not crowded at all. And me being the old lady that I am, liked that. A lot! The few people that were there were very cool. I also liked the bartender. When my friends and I were leaving, he went out of his way to find some plastic bags for us. It was pouring outside and our hair was straight. Never a good combination. A plastic bag was a necessity and the bartender helped us out.
If I ever find myself in Hoboken again, I’ll want to come here first before heading somewhere else.

One word summary for this place: «sterile.» Walked in here with a beer connoisseur buddy, and asked which beers they have on tap. Military-​like bartender answers with a stern face and a sergeant voice: «bud, Coors, and [some other crappy mass-​procuced beer, I forget].» My friend was clever enough to ask what bottled beers they have, and we ended up having Stellas.
This places smells like a bathroom that’s just been thoroughly scrubbed with bleach.
Never again.

I had my doubts about you, Bro-​boken, but indeed there is still an under-​belly that is… not exactly thriving… but at least *exists*.
One of my girlfriends and her brother brought me here. They frequent this establishment fairly regularly. I can understand why. No need for a Benjamin. You can spend, like, twenty bucks here and find yourself walking out sideways and totally disoriented. CHA-​CHING, what more can you really ask for?
Kind of have to bring the party if you want to keep yourself entertained and not (mildly) creeped out by some of the more regular clientele.

This place is hysterical. It is very much a neighborhood dive bar with a lot of quirky «regulars». The beers are very cheap, however, it can get kind of awkward when you first walk in because you are often met with glares (I kid you not) as if to say, «what are you yuppies doing in MY bar?» Furthermore, this bar does not serve diet beverages. (I’m not sure why they don’t but I’ve always found it to be funny)

Ever dream of experiencing Hoboken’s pre-​gentrification days? Well, this is your ultimate opportunity.
$ 2 drafts. Airplane style Sutter Home personal bottles. 70’s era paneled walls and mirrors. Fee-​only juke box. 2 blocks from the PATH train.
Say hello to my new favorite dive bar.

My coworker and I have been talking about going to this place for the longest time and we finally made it the other night. We actually wish we had gone there sooner because the place was not bad at all. You would almost never notice it walking by, but passing through the doors will make you come back.
Walking into the place does not do anything special for you. It looks like just another bar with beyond bland colors and barely any décor to it. I would call it a dive bar in the sense that there is almost nothing inside this place besides a bar, bar stools, and the guy working behind the bar. But as soon as your order your drinks and the bartender tells you the price, you jaw will hit the bar. They are amazingly dirt cheap. We thought the bartender had made a mistake and not included something in the total price, but it was really that cheap. The dangerous part about drinks being this cheap… we took full advantage of it being that cheap. Within minutes shots were being ordered, beers were being chugged, and overall drinking chaos had ensued.
We ended up getting to know everyone in there through our drinking mania. The crowd inside the place, if you could call it that, was more like middle aged people who just wanted to sit and have a couple of drinks. Everyone was very nice and outgoing, and the bartender was pretty cool too. It is definitely a nice change from the screaming and obnoxiousness that you would find in most places in Hoboken. But in the end it was time to move on to another place, and in our intoxicated state we bid goodbye to one of our new favorite bars.
Overall I gave the Wilton House four stars because of the cool crowd, the cool bartender, and the cheap ass drinks. I am always down for cheap booze, and this was the clear case. Granted most of it is bottom self liquor, however that is never a problem with me. I cannot wait to go back.

Went here on a Friday night with a few friends and it was a discovery 3 years in the making. Super cheap Yuengling draft and a tame atmosphere. The scene here is a little older, not your traditional Hoboken Yuppie crowd or overly dolled-​up groups looking for a party. It’s a place I can see over-​worked commuters coming in for a drink and some conversation without too many distractions.
Bartender seemed to be the owner as well and he was pretty friendly.

This is what real, true alcoholism looks like. Never anyone there, always plenty of bottom shelf booze, décor is shitty…
But sometimes you just want to set and drink a few. And that’s what Wilton House is for.

I must say I’m a bit embarrassed that I only started going recently. I don’t have much more to say about this place that hasn’t already been said. Cheap budweiser drafts are a must. Cheap shots… no music, no bs, no «scene»… just cheap drinks. This is a must as a Hoboken pre-​game spot.
Bonus points for having the most odd assortment of people at a bar ever (frat boys, 70 year old drunk men, clearly inebriated girls, and a few guys that i’m pretty sure i saw in a rap music video — all sitting together at the bar)
Pros:
cheap. drinks.
location — 2 blocks from the PATH. across the street from a pizzeria
Cons:
crowd during the early evening is mostly old guys.

Just did shots there last night before hitting the main spot. $ 5 per shot was cr… wait for it… azy.

If you party regularly or go bar hopping in Hoboken then you know about this place, otherwise you just keep walking past it thinking that is a crappy old bar. Never judge a book by its cover! This is THEE Pre-​Game place to be. Drinks are SUPER CHEAP and not watered down. If you want to party in Hoboken and are on a budget that night start your night here with a bunch of rounds then you can get your night started going to where ever you would like to go. The bartender Jack and I believe his wife when he is not available are both super friendly.

Dear Wilton House,
First off, I want to thank you so much for so many wonderful evenings. You always have a bar stool waiting for me. You are so conveniently located, directly between the bar I just left and the PATH. And you are cheap – oh so cheap, even if it is watered down draft beer that I insist to «just have one» of.
But must you always tempt me? Why can’t you just let me walk past you, and maybe stumble into Starbucks once and a while? Maybe, just maybe, you could look past my cries of not quite wanting to go home, and gently nudge me away from your doors. But no. You don’t judge. You just stand there, all open and empty and cheap, and welcome me regardless of my state of iniberation. You accept me. You get me. And I am grateful, I really am, but like a spoiled child I now just don’t understand the concept of no. I must stop every time I in the magical Hoboken. You make me feel better about myself – entering your doors allows me to once again lower the average bar patron’s age (rather than raising it as I seem to do in most other bars – thanks, Black Bear).
So where as we appear to be codependent, can we at least try to put some distance between us? Maybe next time I will pay more attention to my friends as they groan, roll their eyes, and tell me they have to wash their hair as they start to run away from you. Or maybe you can raise the beer price to $ 2.00, so I don’t have the «I need these quarters for laundry anyhow» temptation to drink more. And then we can work on having a healthy relationship.
Thank you, Wilton House.
Forever yours,
AMickeyG