Bar #12: Smokey Joe’s, 40th and Walnut
Ah, Smoke’s. What really is there to say about this establishment? I would say I enjoy it in the same way I enjoy watching trashy VH1 reality shows (Tool Academy, anyone?) or maybe eating way too much junk food. This Penn staple has provided endless entertainment for me and Brynn, but it remains exactly that: a PENN staple. Aside from some pretty awesome staff members, the only thing Smoke’s has going for it is being a center for all Penn seniors and the younger folk who have good fakes, which, I mean, is cool if you’re into that sort of thing. (What?! College students have fake ID’s? No, never!) Following a little tradition of ours, Brynn and I both ordered Kamikaze shots at the bar, complete with classy plastic shot glasses.
Smoke’s is a good fall-back for a Saturday night when there’s nothing going on, but our advice is to never ever go there if you don’t go to Penn. Or Drexel…but mostly Penn. The DJ is consistently questionable at best (this time I heard a mash-up of “Come Together” by The Beatles and “Closer” by Nine Inch Nails, probably with some techno beat) and the dance floor (see above) is always filled with very drunk white people dancing like…well, very drunk white people. The drinks are standard, but good luck getting to the bar through the weekend crowds. All in all, Smoke’s is somewhere you go to run into those people you knew freshman year and haven’t talked to since (and usually some people you actually like, too), not somewhere to have a great bar experience.
Stay tuned! Brynn and I have a big weekend ahead of us!
<3
Emily









