North Pole Pub — Restaurant in New York

Moving to Parkslope/ Downtown Brooklyn from the Bronx, adjusting to new neighborhood , ha, the rival borough. Surrounded by such beautiful, unique diversity in the culinary arts and experiences; The North Pole, within a year of my arrival to the neighborhood, organically has become my to go spot, my safe space. Not just when I visit alone to work on my writing at 2/3 in the morning, but also when I’ve brought a close friend to vent about her romantic relationships and heartaches, but also just to unwind and get lose, momentarily pausing once day-to-day adult struggle, by getting lost in Cartoon Networks imaginary worlds though caricatures of our human dreams and desires. It’s a great mix crowded. Clean bathrooms. Good vibe out front in the smoking area. Great conversations. What sealed it for me was and is the goose guava beer on tab. The owner is great and I’ve personally have witnessed him stand up, to the point of dismissing and politely welcoming those who don’t mind their business and disrespect others just for their own ignorance. He’s very firmly has told those folks that The North Pole isn’t the place for hate and discrimination. That aloneeeeeeee without me realizing made me stand harrddd and support this The North Pole Bar out of the more than 20 locals on the strip to grab a beer from. The price is right. The vibe is right. The love, respect, and...

RUN IF YOUR BLACK! Was here for a week visiting from Singapore thinking I would get some of the culture back from what I remembered growing up here in Brooklyn. Instead the night started out with a bartender that was only willing to play one type of music and cater to one type of crowd (Caucasians). It was very clear that we were not welcomed here after the bartender lied to us and said she's closing early because she's being watch by (Management). We were the only ones asked to leave while everyone (whites) enjoyed the rest of their drinks and partied the night away. I really never felt this way after leaving an establishment. Wow is this really the new...

Bartender gave my card away then started gaslighting me saying I closed out (when I didn't) and that I was "too high" to remember. . Had a charge for 56.00 and I only ordered two beers and then tried to convince me she closed me out when I clearly did not close out and was calling me drunk and high the entire time. I had smoked half a joint right before I came in but I was not too high to remember that I had an open tab. Anyway mistakes happen but she was clearly drunk and was screaming at me belligerently. The one with the bob haircut. Just admit to your mistake that you gave someone else my card and don't charge me almost $60...