A few videos to share that feature McAleer’s Pub. The first two are from last year’s St. Patrick’s Day…it does not get any better than this in NYC on March 17th.

2012 Saint Pat’s at McAleer’s

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2011 Saint Pat’s Day

Keith McAleer leading the Lia Fail Pipe Band, of County Mercer into the pub.

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The bottom two feature a customer who rocked McAleer’s for his 25th birthday party. The second is a music video from the Rascal Flats, “I’ll Be Home for Christmas”, with some shots of McAleer’s.
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McAleer’s Pub has a selection of domestic and imported beers available in bottles, 16 ounce drafts, or pitchers.

We offer customers a weekday special Monday thru Friday from 5pm to 7pm on well drinks,  1/2 Price!

Try our beer of the month. We feature a different beer with a discount each month for you to sample…Just ask your server..

And always remember the famous MCALEER DOUBLE WING SPECIAL–Order two pitchers of beer at the same time–you’ll recieve a free double order of wings_YES, I said FREE!!. (two pitchers are delivered at the same time)** Two domestic pitchers for 26. or two imported pitchers for 36.   You just can’t beat this deal!

“Laughter is not at all a bad beginning for a friendship, and it is far the best ending for one.”~Oscar Wilde

“God is a comedian, playing to an audience too afraid to laugh.” ~Voltaire

“Laughter is wine for the soul ~ laugh soft, or loud and deep, tinged through with seriousness. Comedy and tragedy step through life together, arm in arm… Once we can laugh, we can live.”-Sean O’Casey

The Confessional

An Irishman goes into the confessional  box after years of being away from the  Church.    There’s a fully equipped bar with  Guinness on tap. On the  other wall is a dazzling array of the  finest cigars and chocolates.
Then the priest comes in. “Father,  forgive me, for it’s been a  very long time since I’ve  been to confession, but I must first admit that the confessional box is much more inviting than it used to be.”
The priest replies: “Get  out. You’re on my side

Long Lost Daughter

An Irish daughter had not been home for over 5 years.  Upon her return, her father cursed her heavily.

‘Where have ye been all this time, child?  Why did ye not write to us, not even a line?  Why didn’t ye call?
Can ye not understand what ye put yer old Mother thru?’

The girl, crying, replied, ‘Sniff, sniff….Dad….I became a prostitute…’

‘Ye what!!? Out of here, ye shameless harlot!  Sinner!  You’re a disgrace to this Catholic family.’

‘OK, Dad– as ye wish.  I just came back to give mum this luxurious fur coat, title deed to a ten-bedroom

mansion plus a $5 million savings certificate.  For me little brother, this gold Rolex.  And for ye Daddy, the

sparkling new Mercedes limited-edition convertible that’s parked outside plus a membership to the country club…(takes a
breath)… and an invitation for ye all to spend New Years Eve on board my new yacht in the Riviera.’

‘Now what was it ye said ye had become?’ says Dad..

Girl, crying again, ‘Sniff, sniff….a prostitute Daddy! Sniff,sniff.’

‘Oh! Be Jesus! Ye scared me half to death, girl!  I thought ye said a Protestant.  Come here and give yer old Dad
a hug.

Murphy
There was once an Irishman named Murphy who walked into an American Bar. He sat down and asked the Bartender “Give me three shots o’ your finest Irish Whiskey!” the Bartender complies.

After about a week the bartender asks, “Murphy, would it be better for yeh if I put all three shots of Irish Whiskey into one glass?”

Murphy replied, “well no. See I have two other brothers back at home, Patrick and Owen, and everytime I come into a Pub or Bar I order a shot for each o’ them so I can remember the good times.”

Well, after another week of this routine, Murphy comes into the bar and only asks for two shots of Irish Whiskey. The bartender immediately says “Murphy, is everything ok? Did somethin’ happen to one of your brothers?” “Oh no”, Murphy said, “I just decided to quit drinkin!”

Irish Obituary
Mrs. Pete Monaghan came into the newsroom to pay for her husband’s obituary. She was told by the kindly newsman that it was a dollar a word and he remembered Pete and wasn’t it too bad about him passing away.

She thanked him for his kind words and bemoaned the fact that she only had two dollars. But she wrote out the obituary, “Pete died.”

The newsman said he thought old Pete deserved more and he’d give her three more words at no charge.

Mrs. Pete Monaghan thanked him and rewrote the obituary: “Pete died. Boat for sale”

I’m God
Father McGee walked into the church and spotted a man sitting cross-legged on the altar.

‘My son,’ said the holy man, ‘what are you doing? Who are you?’

‘I’m God,’ said the stranger.

‘Pardon?’

‘I’m God,’ he repeated. ‘This is my house!’

Father McGee ran into the presbytery and, in total panic, rang the archbishop.

‘Your reverence,’ said he, ‘I hate to trouble you, but there’s a man sat on me altar who claims he’s God. What’ll he do?’

Take no chances,’ said the archbishop. ‘Get back in the church and look busy!’

Bar tricks have been around as long as bars. Sometimes used in a wager to win a free pint, they are mostly now just for fun and entertainment. Blah, Blah, Blah…..

Looking to add a little flavor to your conversation? Slang, by it’s nature lowers the dignity of the spoken or written word, so some of the choices down below might come across as a bit vulgar, but they are certainly more colorful to use when the need arises.

Acting the maggot: Not Behaving in a Serious Manner.

Air biscuit : A fart

Not worth a shite: Worthless or useless

Eejit: An idiot

Poof Juice: An alcoholic beverage that is not Guinness or beer based.

Amad’an: which also means stupid or idiot.

“So, don’t be an amadan you eejit you”

Charles Bukowski
You have to be always drunk. That’s all there is to it—it’s the only way. So as not to feel the horrible burden of time that breaks your back and bends you to the earth, you have to be continually drunk.

But on what? Wine, poetry or virtue, as you wish. But be drunk.

And if sometimes, on the steps of a palace or the green grass of a ditch, in the mournful solitude of your room, you wake again, drunkenness already diminishing or gone, ask the wind, the wave, the star, the bird, the clock, everything that is flying, everything that is groaning, everything that is rolling, everything that is singing, everything that is speaking. . .ask what time it is and wind, wave, star, bird, clock will answer you: “It is time to be drunk! So as not to be the martyred slaves of time, be drunk, be continually drunk! On wine, on poetry or on virtue as you wish.

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Could Man Be Drunk Forever, by A E Houseman
Could man be drunk for ever
With liquor, love, or fights,
Lief should I rouse at morning
And lief lie down of nights.

But men at whiles are sober
And think by fits and starts,
And if they think, they fasten
Their hands upon their hearts.

Drunk As Drunk, by Pablo Neruda
Drunk as drunk on turpentine
From your open kisses,
Your wet body wedged
Between my wet body and the strake
Of our boat that is made of flowers,
Feasted, we guide it – our fingers
Like tallows adorned with yellow metal -
Over the sky’s hot rim,
The day’s last breath in our sails.

Pinned by the sun between solstice
And equinox, drowsy and tangled together
We drifted for months and woke
With the bitter taste of land on our lips,
Eyelids all sticky, and we longed for lime
And the sound of a rope
Lowering a bucket down its well. Then,
We came by night to the Fortunate Isles,
And lay like fish
Under the net of our kisses.

John Keats
O, for a draught of vintage! that hath been
Cool’d a long age in the deep-delv’d earth,
Tasting of Flora and the country-green,
Dance, and Provencal song, and sunburnt mirth!
Oh, for a beaker of the warm South,
Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene,
With beaded bubbles winking at the brim,
And purple-stained mouth;
That I might drink and leave the world unseen,
And with thee fade away into the forest dim.

McAleer’s Pub
425 Amsterdam Avenue
New York, NY 10024
212-362-7867

McAleer’s is the oldest family owned and operated pub on the Upper West Side. McAleer’s was formed in 1953 by John and Frank McAleer. John and Frank were first cousins from Pomeroy, County Tyrone in Northern Ireland.

New York City in 1953 saw a lot of firsts, like the first time subway tokens were used, the first time passenger helicopter service was offered, and the first premiere of a 3-D movie.  In the rest of the country there was the first Milton Berle show,  the first TV Guide, and Swanson’s first TV Dinner.

Since the formation of McAleer’s in 1953 the neighborhood has seen many changes. The 1950s and early 1960s was a great time for Pubs and taverns alike. However, during the late 1960s and through the 1970s the Upper west side was inundated with drugs and prostitution. Nonetheless, through hard work and perseverance McAleer’s Pub was able to survive into the next generation.

In 1988, Keith McAleer (John’s son) took over management control of the family business and reintroduced great Pub fare to offer the newly gentrified Upper West Side. In 1994, McAleer’s was named one of the top ten places to meet people in New York according to a poll conducted by the New York Post. In addition, McAleer’s has been featured in the television series N.Y.P.D. Blue as the squad’s local watering hole as well as other television and movie productions. The famous mystery writer Dorian Yeager also used McAleer’s as her heroine Vic Bowering’s base of operations throughout her numerous mystery solving escapades.

McAleer’s has and always will maintain the integrity of a local Irish Pub while adapting to changes in the consumers taste. So, please come in and relax, order a pint of your favorite draught, enjoy some great food and conversation.

McAleers offers great value for a great time with monthly beer specials, weekly shot specials, and daily beer specials. Besides our regular menu , click on Menu Specials to see our LUNCH SPECIALS and other good deals.

The Double Wing  Special is a classic: Order two pitchers of beer and get a double order of wings free or a Nachos Grande free. Delivered at the same time, you can order 2 domestic pitchers for 26$ or 2 imported pitchers for 36$.

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Try our beer of the month. We feature a different beer with a discount each month for you to sample….Just ask your server..