Grape Vine Tavern

Jersey City, Estados Unidos

3.3

3 opiniones

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+1 201-653-9541
Dirección:
657 Newark Ave, Jersey City, NJ, 07306
Paradas y estaciones de transporte público cercanas:
370 mJournal Square Transportation Center
400 mJournal Square Plaza (PATH)
760 mSip Avenue at Tonnelle Avenue
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Horario local (Jersey City) 12:27 domingo, 25 de mayo de 2025

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3 opiniones sobre Grape Vine Tavern

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Tu valoración: 4
Fort Lee, NJ
Rolled in this place mad deep after an Elite event around the corner. After party? Don’t mind if we do.
Definitely an old regulars’ bar. Some were friendly, others were a bit taken aback by our presence. Guessing they’re not used to our kinda crowd on a Wednesday night.
There’s a jukebox, so your drunken friend can play the same Fetty Wap song 3 times.
$ 5 for black Sambuca shots. $ 5 for a bottle of Budweiser.
The bartender, Rick, was awesome! He gave me a bottle of water on the house for being D.D. Thanks, Rick :)
Props to Grape Vine for putting up with us crazy Unilocallings. We had an awesome time!
Tu valoración: 3
Jersey City, NJ
Grapevine is a legit old man bar. Very popular watering hole after the Jersey City St Patrick’s Day Parade, which was when I was there. There’s a jukebox that plays House of Pain, which may be the new old man anthem as it was played several times while I was there. Cash only, cheap coors lights and buds.
Tu valoración: 3
Hoboken, NJ
Holy shizzat. It smells like olD oLD OLD people in here. The place has like 3 lamps, the patrons are composed of old veterans, Mexican dudes, down ‘n out souls and people hiding from society.
…and me. ugh.
Becks beers are $ 3.50…but it’s fuckin scary in here.
There is a juke box! Whoa, nothing but heavy metal and southern rock.
I gotta get outta here… the dark side of the force is taking over my bod. \m/