Ye Cracke

Traditional old pub with lots of seating inside and out. Fairly minimal range of beers but very well priced — 3 drinks cost less than £8. Good spot to spend an afternoon in the beer garden.

This is an amazingly lovely old pub. Yes indeed — This what a pub should look like! Quite a few paintings of musicians on the walls, but as they are paintings they in no way detract from the classic feel. I could stay here all day.
Sat in the ‘War Room’with an enjoyable Beer; York Dark Knight and tried to reach a milestone in inebratia.

Great pub out of the main city centre, good selection of well kept real ales. Pub is full of characters. Long may it continue like this

Ye Cracke is tucked away at the top end of the city centre and is a hidden gem. The pub itself looks tiny from the outside, much smaller than the average house, but inside there is something of a tardis effect. When you enter the pub opens up into a much larger seeming place. When I went here for the first time I enjoyed seeking out all the different nooks and crannies and then ensconcing me and my friends in the perfect cosy corner.
The staff here are friendly, and are very knowledgeable about the range of drinks they have at the bar. They have a good selection of real ales, which are changed regularly, and Ye Cracke has won awards from CAMRA, the campaign for real ale for many years.
The atmosphere here is warm and friendly and this is an excellent pub to cosy up in during winter. There is a small beer garden at the side with a couple of picnic tables which is good for the summer, but this is usually occupied by smokers.

The bar staff in The Crack are friendly and the prices are really reasonable, but in the day everytime I’ve been here it’s dead as a door nail inside… generally that’s because everyone is sunning themselves out back in the well decked out beer garden that’s perfect for wiling away a few good hours!
The regulars here are rather an odd mix but it’s a good place to go of an evening as a bit of a change from the Pilgrim which is situated around the corner if you’re on a bit of a pub crawl and looking for a decent local. You wouldn’t know this place was here as it’s set back from the main street slightly off the beaten track, but well worth a look in on a hot sunny day when all you want to do is chill with a refreshing ice-​clinking pint (or three) of cider!

One from my parents’ personal history, this is a quintessential Liverpudlian pub. Over 150 years old, it’s tucked away in the slightly suburban-​feeling Rice Street and remains a memento of the swinging 60s when it began to garner popularity with local students. One of those local students, a young man studying Art by the name of John Lennon, reminisced about his scholarly times by stating that college ‘was mainly one long drinking session’. Amen to that John, you don’t know how right you were.
Once called the Ruthin Castle (hilarious, considering my mum, once a regular, is named Ruth), it’s got a very odd little status — the whole thing isn’t a listed building, just part of it is. A room, in fact, known as the War Room, the snug where overseas military strategy would be discussed. The features are gorgeous — leaded windows, antique exterior, a pleasant beer garden (which had to be closed off for a while due to complaints about noise from the neighbours… remember, lots of people live practically right next door to the old Cracke), a rabbit warren of little rooms which vary from the loud and rowdy to the cosy and discreet. It harbours the best of all worlds really.
There are plenty of ornate paintings to gawp at but the main attraction is the great atmosphere. It’s a pub Liverpudlians take seriously and you’d do well to also.

Obviously not to everyone’s taste judging by other reviews but I have to say The Crack is one of the best pubs at the top end of town and can be part of a great crawl around that end of the city.
Cosy enough in the winter and a beer garden providing a handy city centre sun trap for summer, The Crack is small and usually busy meaning that you can often find yourself striking conversations with its interesting selection of clientel. For beer connoisseurs it also has a small but regulalry changing selection of ales and ciders to choose from. It also has a decent jukebox — surely a winning element?

Judging from the look of the clientele, conversation topics in Ye Cracke must fall somewhere between outlandish whaling yarns and Lady Gaga. The odd blend of wheezing drunkards and braying hipsters should mean the pub embraces people from any background although by the time you squeeze yourself out of the mêlée you’re more likely to come away despising humanity.
Its problem is its size. Go on a weekend night and you’ll find yourself chewing more shoulders than you’ve ever done before. The awkward layout means the amount of people normally flocking through Heathrow are compacted along a narrow passageway the width of your sleeve.
Pick the right day though and you’re on to a winner. The curious nooks and crannies make it the perfect location for mindless pub chat and there is something inherently gratifying about drinking in the part named ‘The War Room.’ You get visions of moustachioed colonels pushing little tanks across a big map and supping brandy; and any pub that gets me wishing I was Churchill can’t be all bad.

Visited here on 12 September as part of a beery day with mates. Enjoyed a decent pint of Phoenix real ale in the high-​walled beer garden at the rear of the pub. Other beers were on offer which was good to see. Service was a little disappointing, but the place was busy (which is a good indicator of quality I guess).
The pub itself has plenty of character with its narrow corridors and side rooms.

Apparently John Lennon drank here. Then again, most pubs in Liverpool that were around when he was growing up claim this. I wanted to like Ye Cracke (called «The Crack») simply on name alone since I have the sense of humor of a 14 year old boy, but I’ve been there twice and won’t ever be going back.
It’s got decent, old pub feel to it and a standard set of drinks behind the bar. Nothing special, but it’s definitely a comfy place to go on a rainy night, with the warmth kept inside from the classic leaded windows. Like I said, I wanted to like it, but both times I’ve been there the regulars have been old, creepy, and standoffish and the staff (save for one male bartender) were completely arrogant. Hooray for you, you work at a minimum wage job in a place that someone famous may or may not have drank in.
Do I sound bitter? Well, I should. And here’s why:
One night, while there with my BF, I accidentally left my phone behind. I didn’t realize it until after BF had dropped me off, so I used another phone to call it. A girl who said she was a bartender answered and told me I could pick it up the next day as they had already closed. Ok, no problem. Then, about ten minutes later, text messages started coming in to my boyfriend and ex (who I lived with at the time) from my phone. To my boyfriend across town, the texts begged him for help, telling him my ex was hurting me. My ex then received messages about how I was doing all sorts of nasty with my boyfriend. While one guy was preparing to come fists swinging, the other’s ego was slightly hurt by the cruel messages.
Okay, I get it. Someone left a phone, you’re drunk, mess with people. But to intentionally cause what could be a serious altercation among people you don’t know? How pathetic do you have to be? Especially after you told the person you had their phone and she could pick it up. Are you stupid, too?
Let’s just say that the girl who took my phone was very lucky she wasn’t there when I went to go pick it up.

History. characters, good beer, atmosphere or a chance to think? Well visit this watering hole and you can have all of this. Within singing distance of two cathedrals and numerous examples of the nicer things that Liverool has to offer Ye Cracke has to be one of the jewels in the crown of Liverpool drinking culture.
If you want to say that you’ve experienced life then visit this place. You could meet anyone from a poet to a pi stripped business man or a student making a pint last but you will enjoy the experience.