Our Two Cents
Burke’s Bar and Liquors is the place that everyone who lives in New Jersey has seen at one time or another on their way out of the Holland Tunnel. I used to spy this spot as a youngster as the seediest of scenes from "Hardcore" starring George C. Scott and Koch era NYC would blast into my mind. The garish yellow sign with chasing perimeter lighting does a fantastic job of alerting you to the store’s presence and doubles as a catalyst for Jersey bound fender benders.
Jason and I popped into Burke’s on a Thursday night and were casually welcomed by a bartender and a guy who seemed to be the owner. The bartender was very accommodating in getting us up to speed on their in situ offerings. After all, what do you order when you are having a sip in an actual liquor store? Do you pick a bottle of bourbon and start chugging? As alien as this concept may seem to some, Hudson, Morris and Passaic County bars are masters of the unpredictable in quaffing protocol. Any Jersey City resident will tell you that many old school pharmacies double as liquor stores and while most NJ residents think you can’t buy wine, beer or spirits in a super market, I know a few A&Ps that have the distilled stuff right next to the paper towels.
Anyway, we made a quick decision on a bottled Sam Adams and were pleased with the chill, presentation and price.