D, F, N, Q at Coney Island-Stillwell Ave.
This venue is closed.
Seeing as it's nestled below the boardwalk at the end of Coney Island’s Stillwell Avenue, one could easily pass by this enclosed sandbox without ever realizing that at least a hundred picnic tables pinned to the deep sand by beach umbrellas guarantee all the privacy, attention, sun, or shade a grown-up body can stand. Whether PBRs or Coney Island Lagers are more your style, the beer menu, with four-dozen ice-cold options, has you covered against the afternoon heat. Rounding out the archipelago are the adjacent Bar-B-Que and Chicken Islands, where Kansas meets New York via slow-cooked platters of heaven. Beer Island’s delicacies threaten to ennoble the palate of a neighborhood more accustomed to fried dough and jumbo daiquiris, but it’s still a fundamentally Coney Island experience: You’ll find portable toilets to the rear, just past the inflatable palm trees.
Picnics with a view, roller-skating nostalgia, and a party for gay headbangers.