I'm not surprised to see PC's not yet listed on Yelp; when nearly every other bar in Bay Ridge has made the grade. PC's crowd is not really a 'Yelp' kinda crowd; they're not interested in changing their routine; moving from place-to-place; sampling other bar choices; etc That would all be considered disloyalty; 'jumping ship'.
And honestly, PC's is just as good as anywhere else. For what you probably want out of it. And its nice to see regular faces every weekend. Plus, this is a family-owned bar; a neighborhood institution. You gonna go against that? If so, then you're not really the PC's type of drinker, and good riddance to ye kid, you're probably a 'Sloper'.
For me, PC's charm waxes and wanes. It holds its own against the onslaught of muslim stores now invading the block; it holds its own vs upscale 'Schnitzel Haus' a few doors down. Its essentially on the same par as Killarney's and the Leif bar--both nearby dives--good ones--longstanding neighborhood fixtures. In fact, the typical evening crowd can often be the same folks --just spread out among all three spots.
PC's is probably the brightest and cheeriest of the three--gets the most sun--nevertheless, its a sort of dusty, old-coat-closet-type place; so hum-drum that only 'regulars' (serious Ridge drinkers) even know about it. They wander in at 11 am on Sunday mornings even--right after church. But you don't have to dress up to come in here, let's put it that way.
All these are bars so seedy and mothballed and used-up that even the dust--has dust on it. How long has it been since PC's changed its sign? Or any of the bathroom fixtures? Or the kitsch behind the bar? No one knows. Yet, every holiday the place is bubbling with enthusiasm and people-in-plaid slapping each other on the back. Every gameday there are Giants/Jets/Mets/Yanks pennants and jerseys galore. Its the kind of place where folks get together and take a bus to Atlantic City every month.
The crowd is older. Let's be frank about this. I'm talking OLD. Older'n Methuselah. Just kiddin'...everyone's still pretty lively and spry. Just don't expect hot babe-glances across the crowded room. Don't expect romance to bloom in the glow of the wall-mounted 'NY Lotto' monitor.
The up-side to this, is that there's less stupid shenanigans that infest other bars. You can come in and have a quiet pint if that's what you want--or, if you're in the mood for debate, you can challenge what really started the 'Korean Police Action' --and find plenty of stubby fingers being poked vigorously into your chest, you young whippersnapper!
Beer selection: limited. Coors, Bud, Miller, Blue Moon, Stella, Heineken. What can you do about it? Nothing.
Buybacks: will happen if you behave courteously and do not ask for them, do not expect them. Bartender's discretion. Regulars get plenty of leeway.
Intangibles: billiards. Table isn't *too* off-kilter. Patio seating out back? Not sure.
Food: none. Except, a large and free hot buffet on NFL gamedays. Usually wings. This is a wonderful bargain.
Music: up until recently I would have said; 'good'. Because they had a standard computerized juke. But now, PC's has jumped-the-shark and switched to a disgusting juke which looks like a cellphone. How the hell is a man supposed to deal with this effeminate nonsense? Yes, it really irks me that much.
Overall: PC's used to be a great bar where you could heal up; nurse various wounds and scars received in the course of a typical jangling week in New York. Soothing, unchanging. A place where no storm wind could really enter. Now...eh..somewhat questionable..
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