City folk can party honky-tonk-style at this country-western gay bar. The 74-seat spot is outfitted to look like a Wild West bordello, complete with red velvet drapes, antler sconces and rococo wallpaper. Throw back a shot and wrangle yourself a mate, or chow down on hearty grub like Texas red chili or Angus beef burgers. Don't miss the entertainment—performances by bartenders dancing in cowboy boots add to the raucous vibe.
|Venue name:||Flaming Saddles Saloon||Contact:|
793 Ninth Ave
|Cross street:||at 53rd St|
|Opening hours:||Mon–Fri 4pm–4am; Sat, Sun noon–4am|
|Transport:||Subway: A, C, E to 50th St; B, D, E to Seventh Ave|
|Price:||Average drink: $10. Cash only|
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What a great night...first gay club in NYC....why would you go elsewhere? Cute guys bootsxooting...yum!
I absolutely adore this place. I've been coming here since it's opening (being a southerner myself, I enjoy a little Dolly Parton here and there.) The enjoyment found at this establishment is like a millennial, you either love it or hate it. The staff is pretty okay in terms of drinks. You really don't come here for the drinks though, you come here for the never-ending showing of "The Best Little Whorehouse in Texas" and the bar line dancing that takes place as often as the G train is short(er.) This place is the absolute jazz, go and get your gay cowboy on!
Im a former New Yorker, back on a visit after living out of state. I got into this bar just fine with my friend when I initially went in, the guy checked my ID and everything...im 25. Well, I stepped out for a few minutes, and trying to get back in, I was denied saying my ID was damaged because it was fading around the edges...well, the police seem to have no issue with my id. Cell phone was dead so I had to wait for my friend to comeout to find me because the imbecil at the front door with his redneck wanna be carhartt vest wouldnt let me back in. Cut your damn nasty @$$ long hair and get a real job! When I was in there, there was a minimal crowd. I wonder why? Hmmm...could it be possibly because of the @$$h0le staff that run the place, or the GOD-AWFUL BORING environment and music...the interior and the music playing reminds me of a sobby whiny kill-me country song...I could have fallen asleep in the place. After this $h1th0le, we went to a really nice place just down the road called "Therapy", and it lives up to its name because the place is big, has an excellent upbeat environment, great music, staff are awesome, and the place doesnt make you wanna kill yourself. I highly recommend visiting Therapy @ 348 West 52nd Street New York, NY 10019. SAVE YOURSELF A MAJOR HEADACHE AND TROUBLE AND AT ALL MEASURES DO NOT GO TO FLAMING SADDLES SALOON!!! Mike W North Carolina