The Anchored Inn
“There are velvet paintings of Putin, Mao, and Chavez in this bar, along with its just-kitchy-enough-not-to-be-annoying nautical theme.”
“Hate Brooklyn,like this place cool spot to hang out after the Acheron , grab a HD and some drinks”
“I've gotta say, the word "metal" being mentioned throughout a few reviews really brought my desire to stop by the Anchored Inn to a grinding halt.”
The Anchored Inn
Take-out: Yes
Accepts Credit Cards: Yes
Bike Parking: Yes
Good for Groups: Yes
Happy Hour: Yes
Outdoor Seating: Yes
Waiter Service: Yes
Price range.
$$ Price range $11-30
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Rad beer selection at reasonable prices. The location is also pretty nice– and I dig the outdoor seating. Nice people and interesting conversation all around (dropping eaves = best past time).
The paintings on the wall remind me of Hogwarts. It's a pretty good space overall.
Outdoor seating – yes
Homemade biscuits and gravy – yes
Cheesy cheeseburger – OMG yes
Sexy staff – yes
Alcohol in the mimosa – …..barely
I understand they're bottomless for a set price, but, after drinking SEVEN over brunch, I should feel buzzed or something. I drank so much orange juice, people started calling me Donald Duck. Not cool!!
So I've Been Hearing about this place for a whole now…. Definitely interested in coming ball soon. Thanks for the welcoming:) it's support chill and laid back: bound to have some fun
I've been here a few times enough to tell you that while heavy metal bar by night, it's generally just a really cool, inconspicuous dive bar tucked away in the lesser known or less traveled parts of East Williamsburg, Brooklyn. During the day, it's very chill, and they have nice outdoor seating at front on a nice day. At night, it's happening, and they have a cool, fun crowd. It's probably one of the most diverse bars I've experienced, but I appreciate they make you feel comfortable enough in such an atmosphere, whether it's day or night. Though, it might not be for everyone, especially for those who choose to be more selective.
The atmosphere is great, but it's not a huge bar per se. Velvet paintings adorn all the walls. There are tables to one side and their main bar with stools. The beer selection isn't so bad, and they have your common domestics available. Full bar also if you want to get your hard drinks on. Pricing is rather cheap to fair. For what seems like an establishment that may not serve food, surprisingly they do, and they do so till a very late hour. Have yet to try a lot of their food, but hands down, they serve some really awesome fries, namely the Carmen Fries with queso oaxaca, cheddar, bacon, and chipotle mayo ($11). This was an amazing set of fries to have at around midnight, post crazy drinking. Drunkenness did not skew the taste of these fries. They are absolutely worth trying when here. I love the fact they keep their kitchen open so late, and I believe kitchen closes at 1AM.
All in all, very cool dive bar to check out if passing through these less traveled parts of Brooklyn. Go during the day, and expect a very laid back and chill atmosphere. At night, the crowds get heavy, and they blast heavy metal for heavy metal loving folks.
Awesome
Honestly, by far, the best bar in Brooklyn. I know it is personal taste, but a dark bar that plays metal music and serves a 6 dollar beer and shot combo. Strangely, the food is even very high quality. They have all of the bases covered. Velour paintings on the wall, more metal music, affordable, and an awesome staff.
Tip: All drafts are 4 dollars during Happy Hour.
If I could live in this bar, I would. It's that cool.
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I first discovered the Anchored Inn a couple of years ago when they had a happy hour beer and burger for $8.00. (I want to even say $5, but it HAD to be $8) I have returned repeatedly because it's a pretty damn good burger, even at the current happy hour burger and beer price of $13. I love all of the velvet paintings and it's off the beaten path location. My only complaint in the evening hours is the music is often too loud, and they have hardcore/metal shows next door adding to the volume and then the crowd spills in, and I'm too old for that sh*t.
So I was a bit dubious about the atmosphere for brunch, but gave it a shot knowing with certainty the food would be good. And it was lovely! The usual crowds must have all been in bed nursing hangovers. No crowds whatsoever, easily commandeered one of the four empty tables outside, server was right there within seconds. I got the burger because it's so good I hesitate to get anything else (although that chicken biscuit was in the running). He got the chimichanga, which seemed to go over pretty well, and we got the brussels sprouts. Those were merely okay.
Overall, great bar on slow nights, relaxing and tasty brunch spot.
Came here to watch a Mets Playoffs Game with a friend. Place is a bit divy, but the drinks are cheap, running between $4-6 dollars for beer on tap.
Also got some fries which was a big portion. The place is a bit out of the way from the train, but overall it was a good time.
Fried chicken cutlet on a house made buttermilk biscuit with honey buffalo sauce and buttermilk herb ranch.
Those are the words that lured me to The Anchored Inn brunch today after having inspected the online menu. Last week while walking around the area I even spotted a sign that read "Chicken Biscuit" advertising brunch and an outdoor patio.
We arrived today, primed and ready to order the chicken biscuit. Sure, I'd glance at other menu items from sheer intellectual curiosity alone and I took the dive environment in stride: I'd soon be having a chicken biscuit.
Alas, we were too early as the biscuits were still being made. The responsible part of my mind appreciated the fact that these were homemade biscuits. The impulse driven hunger pang fighting glutton was severely disappointed and blurted out "french toast!".
Not to curse the French and their toast, au contraire, but to order what to me seemed like a sloppy seconds, what with all the promise of buttermilk dreams and fried lust.
I regrouped but fear my wife never did.
So ignoring the disappointment of being too early for housemade biscuits, my french toast arrived in a paper serving apparatus that fries usually come in. Napkins? Try paper towels. Cutlery? Try plastic. Water? Self pour in the front. Add self pour coffee or tea and this would start to resemble a Holiday Inn Express. I tease, of course, but just be aware of these things before embarking on a brunch. It's a very egalitarian picnic feel that some may find too casual and others just right.
As for me, I was too busy downing the french toast for the simple reason that it was drenched in a delicious dulce de leche sauce. I ordered a side of bacon that proved crispy, fatty foil to the soaking sweet bread. The presentation and plastic utensils reminded me of ordering from the Wafels and Dinges truck.
The bathroom was like stepping into a pit of graffiti, which had me wonder about next time bringing a spray can of paint so I can leave my mark on the walls. I did appreciate seeing the name "Edward Snowden" scribbled on the wall.
Hanging from the walls are fascinating paintings that range from Chairman Mao to fantasy wizards to Vladimir Putin.
I could definitely see this as a place to drink and drink again. The absence of the the chicken biscuit was disappointing but I'd see this more as a place to have a main course of beer and side of brunch as opposed to brunch and a drink on the side. That's not meant as a criticism but rather where I see the Anchored Inn's strengths.
The music was blasting out doo wop hits from the '50s, adding to the feel like I was in a roadhouse stop on a cross country trip somewhere in Kansas. Having been raised in the ethnic enclaves of northern NJ where this kind of music is a must at weddings, the early morning appearance of Dion DiMucci's "Teenager in Love" did test my aural patience.
Still,a vastly better atmosphere and quality of eats than anything in my central Queens home turf. With warmer weather I'd consider coming back at a later time when the biscuits have been baked and the outdoor seating is far away from the crooning sounds of doo wop.