Hatoff’s

Let’s be honest, we all come here for the gas that is probably the cheapest in the city not the cultural center that it appears to be. It’s cash only so don’t be that guy, please! The attendant is as nice as somebody can be behind bulletproof glass and the pumps are older than I am but if they upgraded anything they’d have to charge more for gas and I don’t think anybody would go here if they had normal prices. Just beware of the panhandlers that apparently aren’t bothered by cold, rain, snow or whatever. 4 stars for the old timey guy tipping his hat and the cheap gas

I’m obsessed with it. By far my fav gas station in the city.
I actually think instead of political debates, campaigns should focus on surviving the after-​work rush, where there are actually a gazillion cars.
Oh, and don’t be ‘that jerk.’ Yes, cash only. That’s a real thing, your credit cards mean nothing here.

This gas station is basically an advanced level driving test. You weave your way through so many cars and truck and people just to get to the pump. Awhile ago, they attempted to streamline the traffic by posting large and bright «enter here» and «do not enter» stickers/​signs near the pumps, but I am pretty sure no one pays attention to them.
It’s cash only and the cashiers are always really nice/​as nice as they can be during a short interaction. Be sure to say «thank you».
It’s cheap gas and if you are lucky enough to get there during a lull in business, it’s easy and great.

This is one strange place. The combination of cash only, a long walk to pay the attendent and the ever present pan handlers makes this a «Third World» transaction. I feel safe just about everywhere but i would be hard-​pressed to get fuel here after dark. And just how watered down is this gas I wonder???

«Gas is gas,» says the sign. While that may be true, I’m not sure the sludge they sell there qualifies. Never have any of my cars run so badly as after I fill up on their gasoline. I’m not even sure there’s any difference in octane grades. I’d wager it’s all one big thank with several pipes leading from it. Hatoff’s has all the ambiance of bomb-​shelter except dirtier.

After dark it feels scary, but I think that’s just because of the setup. Like, gassing up here kind of feels like going to the drug dealer’s place at night. You slip your money into the drawer, glance behind you and say, «Twenty on 6.» and the guy just half-​nods at you. Then, almost like a reflex, you say, «and one a them Phillies.» And you think, «I haven’t rolled a blunt since I was 16, what am I doing??» but it’s too late.
I used to live near Hatoff’s and fill up here routinely. I was broke, and shoot, gas is gas. The best time to go is on Sunday late morning if you want some free entertainment and aren’t easily shaken. I’ve seen some awesome shouting matches while pretending to watch the numbers count up to 20. Usually the shouters are acquaintances or relatives, and sometimes the car occupants get involved too. All while both parties fill up. It’s marvelous! Sometimes they’re shouting angry, but usually they’re just shouting conversations. Enthralling regardless.

I used to go to Hatsoff when I first moved to the city from northern VT. Loved the cheap gas but was a bit timid and felt a bit unsafe in the hood. Strange place, cash only, lotto, and generic «tonic» machines.