B K’s Pub

I was working second shift, my co-​worker and I wanted to go for a drink. Its Tuesday night around 11:30pm not much option for places that were still open and I am not from Roslindale. So I stop at my favorite website ( Unilocal) to get some options and I came across a few review for BK’s Pub. Review were mix but when I saw how cheap it was I was like what the heck, since we both were short on cash. We figure why not. When we walked in, the music stop or at least it appeared to, we got stared at, my co-​worker stated I think we just walk in the KKK bar, hope they are not a bunch of racist, I was turning around to ask him if he wants to leave but before he can change his mind, the bartender ask a customer to bring some chairs down for us, the were two empty stools but they wasn’t together but everyone just decided to move over so we can sit together before we knew it, a customer was introducing himself, music was playing again in the background and it was pretty good music. Two ladies started to dance with each other. It was truly a «Cheers» moment and my co-​worker felt right at home. If you’re looking for a cozy, laid back place this is it. Is it the cleaners? No, but the bar is generous with the pours inexpensive beers and liquor, (and not that watered down drinks) the customers are super friendly and appear to be regulars. Customer is excellent better then those upscale bars you go to. I Paid 18 bucks for four drinks of whisky and coke. You can’t beat that. Anywhere. And when they close down they never asked us to leave, the started cleaning but let us stay 30 minutes after closing, I want to be a regular.

If you’re looking for a cozy, blue-​collar bar with generous pours, friendly regulars, and inexpensive beers and liquor, B K’s Pub is the place to be. The Christmas lights, décor, and pictures of friends and family compliment the neighborhood atmosphere within the establishment. I didn’t notice a smell of old beer and vomit like some of the other reviews, either.
The only disappointing feature was the lack of actual mice racing. They would make a killing if a) they actually did have it and b) they found a way to make this something to bet on (because who knows if Massachusetts ever has casinos).
Would recommend!

Okay, How do you give this more than 3 stars with a straight face? Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE this place … okay well, maybe not but, I do really like hanging with my friend who LOVES this place!!! well, and I can’t say she loves it either, but, it’s close to home, cheep & everyone knows your name!
If you like a dive bar this is your kind of place and mine ;) but, who’s judging … The place smells like old beer and maybe a little vomit, the jukebox is always turned up & the local sports are always on!!! Isn’t that all we are looking for in a dive?
If you read my past reviews this is what the Royal in my hometown was before they cleaned it up … YeeHaa let’s have a party! Okay, I’m a city girl now … skip the YeeHaa! Cheers!
No Food here! opt for Keno & Drinks! Have some fun and make new friends :)

What a place we got here folks.
My friend, who lives across from the street and I walked in and we had the similar music screech, heads turn experience that other reviewers had however, paid 10 bucks for two very nicely poured drinks. You can’t beat that. Anywhere.
Does the bar reek? Yes. Are there mice races here? Apparently. My friend told me that from time to time, they will race mice. Not sure how that works.
I do have to say, I am impressed with that community bar, «Cheers» kinda feel. I would def stop back in here next time I’m in MA.

Another local fav. Sit, drink, watch the game, and play Keno. The whole bar is doing it. Unfortunately, no food. But some places are nearby and there is a folder of menus behind the bar to get delivery. Juke box is usually playing when the game isn’t.

Five stars for being a for-​real Boston dive. No one here is wearing skinny jeans, artfully getting Pabst foam on their ironic mustache. Instead, your co-​patrons will be wearing whatever they happened to already have on and everyone actually really does know your name (or will within fifteen minutes of your arrival). The jukebox appears to play only songs that pre-​date the Soviet Union, the entrance looks like Moe’s but with a lightbulb or two out, and you can get two beers for less than a week’s worth of ramen (ahem, $ 4.50). The Keno cards will be flying and if you hang around long enough someone will get up to dance to the not-​too-​loud-​but-​just-​loud-​enough music. Shady though the exterior may look, this place is the real deal, with a warm welcome and a bear-​hug sort of atmosphere (read: it’s safe and I think the regulars really would hug you if you asked nicely). This isn’t the sort of place you make plans to go with all of your nearest and dearest but it is exactly where you want to stop on your way home when you’re not ready to call it a night and you need just one (or five) more.

Live real close to this bar and avoided it for a year cause from the outside, looks crazy shady. One day my friends and I were bored so we gave it a shot, very pleasant atmosphere and super cheap beer. Like it.

Know that Bk’s is a dive bar, a dive bar of the finest quality. Do not go there if you’re looking for craft ales or artisan breads with dipping olive oil, go to the Bistro for that. I’m a believer that there’s a place for dive bars and bistros in every city.
Honestly, I’d give BK’s 4 stars solely for the characters that make up patrons. They are quirky and friendly folks, once you introduce yourself (like many New Englanders). From the christmas lights up all-​year long, the $ 3 Bud pints, to the surprisingly solid selections at the juke box, BK’s is a rough diamond that shouldn’t change a thing.

I went here with a friend once in an effort to experience the bars around where we grew up shortly after we both turned 21. A guy standing outside looks at us before we go in, tells us «woah, buddy, don’t try to take my lunch money» and starts dying laughing. We were definately the youngest people in the bar by at least twenty years, but the regulars and staff were nice to us and the drinks were inexpensive. Nothing spectacular, but if you’re ever bored and happen to be in Roslindale you might as well check it out.

We walked in on a Saturday night, the music stopped and heads turned to quietly judge. The multiple stares were a bit unsettling but the awkward silence broke when my husband’s friend blurted, «And the music stops.» A woman (for sure a regular) sympathized and offered us a table so we proceeded to sit down. It’s obvious that this is a long-​lived establishment where old neighborhood friends come to mingle and drink until closing time. It’s like walking into your estranged uncle’s trailer home. Upon entering we noticed a dingy stove to our left behind the bar and a glowing bug zapper hovering right above it. We passed on ordering any food.
BK’s is owned by a Marine Corps fanatic, so being that my husband and his friend are Marine Corps veterans, we half expected to have at least one conversation about the service. Wasn’t really the case, everyone seemed close-​lipped and not in the mood to make new friends. I did enjoy the interesting photos screwed to the wall displaying the owner’s memorable moments with his family and friends. A favorite in particular was the owner’s wife, in her bubble bath, waving to the camera. I usually love holes like this but it felt ominous and the patrons definitely did not want us there.

This place is like a little slice of HEAVEN.
After perhaps THE worst week of NFL football EVER, I was longing for a place to go and have a drink and forget my woes. My Fantasy Football team was painfully pathetic, I couldn’t pick a game vs. the (Vegas) spread to save my skin and when the 49ers came back to earth, (to lose), I UnilocalED for a place to have a drink and fah-​get-​about-​it.
One of the reviews said, «If I was 60 and an alcoholic this place would get 5 stars… maybe next time I feel down in the dumps I will visit. I feel I would fit in that way.» To say the least, the review peaked my interest.
I am not 60, and Alcoholic is subjective, at best. I mean, functioning (alcoholic) means «an activity or purpose natural to or intended for a person or thing», right? My twenty-​something girlfriend has a great job and an extremely bright future. We rolled the dice and went into BK’s with bright eyes and bushy tails.
The staff was friendly, funny and informative. The clientele was unmatched in their hospitality and graciousness to the New Kids on the Block.
The only caveat was, «Please, No names» so with that I/​we give this lovely little hallway of a bar our most heartfelt endorsement (s)!

You know what? If I was 60 and an alcoholic this place would get 5 stars. I am not though and just went in here to grab a couple of beers one night while I was waiting for a friend in Roslindale. The place is old, dusty, and Law and Order was being played on all the TVs. The barternder was nice though and the people just want to get drunk. So 3 stars for BKs and maybe next time I feel down in the dumps I will visit. I feel I would fit in that way.

HA just saw the other review of BK’s and i was hit with a wave of Budweiser scented nostalgia. Crap, I used to come here with my dad when I turned 21 way back when and drink Bud’s out of little glasses old man style in a booth and watch the Sox/​Pats/​whatever was on. There is a homey. fine grimy… green and white checker curtain in the window, that’s how you know this place is awesome i guess and it is totally wood paneled inside. Back int eh day when Boston passed the smoking ban the die hards here used to pass a can around and toss a few bucks into it each night sot hat the inspector could come and fine them and they would pay him in cash per offense! That was pretty great. This is an old man bar one of the last true ones around where you will not be ridiculed for wearing Old Spice or for having that ‘straight from the barbershop’ smell about you.