4pm-7pm; $3 Bud, Coors, and Yuengling drafts; $4 well drinks
1 at 86th St.; B, C at 86th St.
American Express, Discover, MasterCard, Visa
A postcollegiate watering hole from the owner of Hell’s Kitchen dives Why Not (R.I.P.) and Walter’s, Soldier McGee sets its ambitions a bit higher—all the better to fit in with the rest of the area’s vaguely chic bars. The requisite plasma-screen overload, dim track lighting, and a selection of seventeen draft beers all give off the desired “upscale sports bar” impression. There’s a seating area toward the back and benches near the front. Pluses abound, from the ice-frosted taps to the bar-food menu (curly fries reside alongside prosciutto baguettes and Caprese salad). When not gathered around for the game, well-scrubbed twenty-somethings take each other in pool, darts, and video game golf.
Picnics with a view, roller-skating nostalgia, and a party for gay headbangers.