273 Smith St., Brooklyn, NY, 11231
nr. Degraw St.
By hiss1104 on 5/8/2007
Zombie Hut is definately a great tropical themed escape from the woes of reality. After a giant frozen zombie, you are wisked away to a lovely little place in the dark, playing battle ship or connect four. Did I mention how much i love frozen zombies??? its cheap, its tropical themed and its a great place to pre-game or hang out and be low key. MMMMMMMM zombie.
By frannieglass on 10/1/2010
Zombie hut is my go to bar on smith st when i don't feel like getting dressed up. I still try and look hot because the bar tenders should be abercrombie and fitch models, but the feel is very low key. Best of all they have pretty much every board game you've ever wanted to play! It's an easy place to have fun and even tho there's no kitchen theres a million places on the street to eat if you are hungry. If you want to make friends order one of their gigantic drinks and people will be coming up to you all night to ask what it is!
By cmilito on 3/29/2004
I can't say enough about this bar. Smith St. seems to have a new bar opening every other week and most don't seem to add much to the strip. Tiki Hut, however, is a welcome and novel addition. While small, the decoration is first-rate ersatz Polynesian. The specialty drinks are tasty and inexpensive (and the Tiki decor makes it OK for straight men to suck down mai tais all night). To boot, the owner seems to have great taste in music. Tuesday appears to be music night and the small ensembles have been great the last two times I was there. No kitchen, but the friendly bartenders constantly replenish the bowls of cheddar and pretzel goldfish. The Scorpion bowl for two is great for a date (I'd recommend buying the one for four, as it goes quickly). If you're on Smith St. and enjoy ambiance, definitely check this place out.
By Brompton_McGillicudd on 4/29/2005
You can do far better on Smith Street! You'll find the crowd here very mean, a lot of LOUD frat boy types. The place is too small and crowded. The night we were there the bartender was screwing up everyone's orders.
Picnics with a view, roller-skating nostalgia, and a party for gay headbangers.