The Ugly Duckling

The classic bar for Past FM students to visit when on Holiday break. A smaller crowd the rest of the year though. Bartenders are nice. Some good drink specials.

The Duck is a good spot in Manlius to grab some wings, a beer, and a watch a football game. The food is also pretty good. I’ve had a burger and that’s the extent of my culinary forays here but it was very good. Value wise the burger I had was huge and the price was pretty reasonable.
Parking can be found out back so you can avoid the street.

Recently moved to Manlius and what a find! Awesome bar, HUGE draft beer selection, and friendly atmosphere. Bartenders are very good. Would have given this 5-​stars but it is a Red Sox bar, sorry!

Great little townie tavern. I avoid the pasty faced piggy Mcdouchewads @ JP Mulligans and come here for wings instead. Manlius is a chronically boring, slightly upscale suburb of Syracuse (upscale for Syracuse…) with a little charm. The Duckling is an amusing look at some of these citizens.

Holy shit! What a bar! Great drink selection-​check. Great food-​check. Great service– check! OH AND THE BARTENDER CAITLIN??? What a doll! She made my experience there one I will most definitely never forget. This Marrissa broad doesn’t know shit. The music selection was off the hook! The Ugly Duckling has definitely earned my business. Can’t wait to come back ;)

I don’t expect much from a dive bar– dirty bathrooms, a wine list consisting wholly of «red or white» and even sub par service. I was pleasantly surprised that none of these atrocities occurred here. However, to be insulted by the belligerently drunk off duty cook that lives upstairs is unconscionable. At the end of the night I politely asked the bartender Anna if she could change the crappy music that was already obscenely loud. I actually had to scream my request, but it was a polite scream :) Since the only customers in there were myself, my boyfriend, and one other guy I didn’t think it was a big deal. Well, as soon as she skipped the song the cook, Gabe, flew into such a rage that he actually STOLE A DOLLAR out of Anna’s tip jar to play the song again. After berating me, a customer, about how «ignorant» I was, the owner’s best friend actually had to pull him into the kitchen before things got even more out of control. The icing on the cake is that Gabe didn’t even play the song to begin with. I guess this is what happens when you allow your staff to run your establishment. Needless to say I will be calling the owner about this later today. I also gave Anna my phone number in case she ever wants to work in a real bar.