January 19, 2010—Bar 9
Day Nine—Monday January 18—Flight 151
Another day, another twenty dollars! My friend (and former co-worker), James Mollo sent me twenty bucks via my PayPal donation all the way from California!
So tonight the drinks are on James and in honor of James’ generous donation, I’m going to the bar he used to hang out at when he lived here in New York City, Flight 151. I’ve knocked more than a few beers back with James in this place, so I know it’s a decent bar. Plus James told me he was sending a woman over to meet me. Is he sending a hooker over there? We won’t know till we get there, so let’s go!
Here we are at the Flight 151 bar. Prepare for take off!
Not too crowded tonight, but what do you expect on a Monday night?
Steve the bartneder serves up an ice cold Budweiser. Sterve is a writer and penned the play Bordertown. He told me he's currently working on two more plays.
Flight 151 is decked out like an airplane hangar and there's lots of airplane imagery to be seen here.
And here's the cutest couple of the night...okay, they were the only couple of the night, but a cute couple indeed! I give you, Tony and Maria. The told me they're regulars who love the vintage airplane memorabilia in the bar.
6,556 days of flight. And yes their arms are tired!
More airplane memorabilia on the walls of Flight 151.
Waitress Michelle serves up menus and blown out candles!
Coasters!
Who says you can't fly on one wing?
There's tables in back for groups and dining.
And every table has crayons if you desire to draw upon the tables.
Here's Nick, a regular who lives close by.
And here's another regular named...Nick! Maybe they should rename this place "Nick's at Night."
Pinball!
Even more airplane memorabilia on the walls.
Bartender Steve with the regulars at Flight 151.
By now I'm double fisting the beers. Yee Haaa!
Some of the beer available at Flight 151.
A red airplane kissing itself. If I wasn't drinking, I'd fear the DT's!
Okay, time for the bathroom break of the evening.
Is it me, or does this water look crinkly?
Obligatory bathroom mirror shot!
Hey...how'd that get on the wall?
Thought while walking home: "Hey, what happened to that woman Mollo promised me?"
Review
Flight 151 is a casual, friendly neighborood bar. The bartenders are friendly and fast with your drink and the locals inside are a nice group of fun people. Happy hour is from 5 pm to 7 pm with two dollar beers and three bucks for a well drink. When Jimmy Buffet comes to town, he should come on Mondays when Margaritas are four bucks all day and all of the night. Tuesday is flip night where you can flip a coin with the bartender and if you win, your drink is on the house. And for you starry-eyed folks, some celebrities are known to frequent this joint including star sightings from bartender Steve that include, the whole cast of the HBO series Oz, Philip Seymour Hoffman and Uma Thurman.
In addition to the usual pub grub like burgers, wraps and sandwiches, Flight 151 offers 7 varieties of pasta, and dinner etrees of homemade meatloaf, Bar-B-Q chicken and ribs and NY grilled sirloin steak. You can even get a genuine New York chocolate egg cream here (if you tip a little, maybe they’ll pour some vodka in it for you!)
Flight 151
Flight 151 Menu Page
151 8th Ave (between 17th and 18th St.)
(212) 229-1868
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Reader Comments (9)
I see a trend of people donating to Marty. All of them are EX employees of his company. It seems that once you leave Merisel, you start raking in BIG bucks.
Yay a cute bartender for gidget:) yay!!!! I dont have to go gay anymore in martys bars!
A pinball machine! Yeehaw! I like a place with regulars, plus their shirts look cool. Yet another place I look forward to checking out.
The picture beneath the pinball shot...
is that a rubber chicken hanging from the ceiling?
Next time, jiggle that toilet handle a few times.
Another cool neighborhood joint!
Great review!
Looks like a nice plane.
The sign that read "Low Flying Airplanes" Reminds me of a song....would you like to hear it?
Of course you would.
Well, I was workin' on my farm 'bout 1982,
Pullin' up some corn and a little carrot, too
When two low-flying aeroplanes, 'bout a hundred feet high
Dropped a bunch o' bales o' somethin', some hit me in the eye...
So I cut a bale open, an' man was I surprised
Bunch o' large sized baggies, with big white rocks inside
So I took a little sample to my crazy brother Joe
He sniffed it up and kicked his heels, said, "Horton, that's some blow!"
Bales of cocaine, fallin' from low-flyin' plane
I don't know who done dropped 'em, but I thank 'em just the same
Bales of cocaine, fallin' like the pourin' rain
My life changed completely by the low-flyin' planes
So I loaded up them bales in my pick-em-up truck,
Headed west for Dallas, where I would try my luck
I didn't have a notion if I could sell 'em there,
But, thirty minutes later, I was a millionaire...
Bales of cocaine, fallin' from low-flyin' plane
I don't know who done dropped 'em, but I thank 'em just the same
Bales of cocaine, fallin' like the pourin' rain
My life changed completely by the low-flyin' planes
And now I am a rich man, but I'm still a farmer, too
But I sold my farm in Texas, bought a farm down in Peru
And when get so homesick, I think I'm goin' insane,
I travel back to Texas in a low-flyin' plane...
Bales of cocaine, fallin' from low-flyin' plane
I don't know who done dropped 'em, but I thank 'em just the same
Bales of cocaine, fallin' like the pourin' rain
My life changed completely by the low-flyin' planes
Reverend Horton Heat
Bales Of Cocaine
If only we had a POP Magazine mandate, a People of Peoria frenzy of untoward proportions, albeit not unseemly or dischortled by any means, shape or form. Ah, how the fuzzies freely fade!
My kind of place Marty. Alot of my cartoons are made from photos of my die cast model plane collection. I'm the best thing that's happened to the Historic Aviation company out in New Brighton Minnesota in a long time! My computer room is turning into an aero-space museum!
Oh man, James is awesome for donating to your 'cause'! I cant wait to buy you a beer soon! I just wish I lived in NY so I could meet up with you for one of these kick ass adventures!
Seems like a nice place but in New York City............I guess i was expecting more drunken whores........or at least one middle age drunk with one tit hangin out! It's only day nine and i bet you are saving the whores for later.......right?