Mayfair Lounge

On the dive bar tour, this is one place you might list as best experienced under the influence. Cheap booze, lots to look at, the ceiling in particular is a work of art (in progress) and a easy to get along with crowd. Don't be put off by having to be buzzed in, but I'd still park near the front door. As NOLA neighborhood dive bars goes, this is right in there and on my regular places to visit when in town. Cash is king here, no CC's accepted.

Definitely one of my favorites in the neighborhood, Lydia and Denise always make me feel like I'm at home. Everyone here just seems to want to have fun and throw back a few drinks after work. Cash only doesn't bother me but some people prefer cards and they have an ATM inside so you don't have to go anywhere if you forgot your bills at home. The ceiling has some pretty cool decorations too! I swear I see something new everytime I go

One of the great dives of New Orleans. This place has all the old school vibe you want in a New Orleans neighborhood dive bar. The bar itself is so old who knows how old. The beer is cheap and cold. Great late night last stop if you live uptown.

New Orleans, Louisiana ---"The Mayfair Lounge" is a "Run-A-Way Bill" Favorite "must-be 21 buzzer-in" dive bar ...The atmosphere is comfortable with decades of assorted bar flair covering the ceiling, with much of it attached to 2 old-time metal bed springs ...a mysterious bar gutter and drain runs along the base of the bar, used for cleaning snd/or one can only imagine ...the age of the bar was not known by the bartender Kayla, but much older than the 37 years current owner has owned it ...day 041 "DUSA 2017" (Discover USA) day 194 "666 Bars of 2017" / bar 190"Run-A-Way Bill" was here! #RunAwayBill #DUSA2017 #666BarsUSA 04.04.17

This is one of my secret (not-so-secret, anymore) spots for Mardi Gras as well as a great neighborhood bar to shoot pool with friends. You have to get buzzed in, so there is an element of safety that I enjoy. I used to live near here, so I'd walk over to play pool on occasion. There was a very sweet bar maiden here that wore a scarf around her neck. I can't remember her name but she was always very delightful. It's cash only, but they have an ATM that I think has a $3.00 service charge on it. There is also a real live telephone ON THE WALL that you can use if your cell is dead and you've been abandoned. How many bars still have communal telephones?! Props, Mayfair. They also have a few poker machines and a brand new fancy jukebox that you can load up with your favorites while playing pool. They have two tables and a handful of decent sticks, and enough room that you don't feel like you're asking someone to move every time you take a shot, but you're also not totally cut off from the rest of the bar. Mayfair is clutch during Mardi Gras. They move out the pool table in the main area, and it becomes an excellent dance floor to make slo-mo videos that rival Vidal Sassoon commercials. Just sayin'. There is also a bathroom for girls, and one for boys, and I've never had a difficult problem getting a drink or using the restroom during Carnival. Pro-tip (that I actually stole from a friend): They have a hell of a lot of stuff hanging from the ceiling, great for a rousing game of drunken iSpy! This is a great place to take a casual date if they're okay with a little smoke, a competitive game of pool, decent drinks, and, well, iSpy. ;)

THIS PLACE HAS IT ALL! To begin this epic encounter, I need to expedite the story voyage process with, I was 11 White Claws in...Black Cherry of course! I stumbled into the ringer as if it was made for my finger to find my long awaited mermaid Ariel princess alone at the bar. I knew this was the perfect time to use my best one-liner... after a few pretend waves to locals and back stretches I proceed for execution. I ask ma'am is your last name cigarette....? cause i wanna get you lit and put your butt in my mouth! It work flawlessly.... within twenty minutes she was rubbing my erection under the bar. It was lent and i promised hayzeus christo i wouldn't masturbate until the easter bunny came too! Nonetheless, I couldn't withstand Ariel's salty mermaid stroke and ejaculated in my pants at the bar. I ordered two jelly shots and never saw the seawhore again! BEST NIGHT EVER!

Mayfair is right down the street from Superior Grill, but I had never heard of it before. This is very surprising since I fashion myself a dive bar aficionado.Most of the time I have visited a bar that requires you be buzzed in, I am in fear of being murdered. They are normally quite shady and have buzzers to prevent nefarious characters from entering. Apparently I met their standards since as soon as I buzzed, I was let inside.Inside Mayfair is definitely a dive. There were pool tables in the front and a nice bar towards the side. The highlight of my visit was the fact that you could order a full, or half pitcher of beer. I had never heard of a half pitcher, but the bartender made sure I knew it could save money. Like he others have said, Mayfair is cash only. If you're in the area and want a true dive, hit the buzzer and get a half pitcher.

First off, the Mayfair is not a tourist bar and that is definitely to its credit. Example: you have to ring the bell to get in.No credit cards, one beer on tap (the king of them, natch), dirt cheap pitchers and an eclectic crowd. As in: I was asked by a (motor)biker about my mountain bike outside, a gallery owner from magazine st hawked me her wares and promised free wine for everyone who came in on fridays and I got waxed on the pool table by some seriously hard-looking 20 somethings.A great place to get away from the camera-carriers and Tulane jetset. Also offers free food on college and nfl gamedays and the vast majority of lighting from christmas and black lights hung from the bedsprings above the bar. This place deserves a trip, if only for a pitcher of bud and a lung full of marlboro from the ladies posting up on the video poker machines.

I have been here once and I will probably never be back. The place isn't bad and the staff is super nice, but I HATE bars where I have to get buzzed in. I know it's supposed to make me feel safe, but the buzzer has the opposite effect on me. I get buzzed in and then the questions start popping into my head. "Why do they need a buzzer?" "What happened that the manager finally said 'We need to start buzzing people in'"? "What is the criteria for NOT buzzing someone in?" "THAT dude looks a little suspicious. How did HE get in?"It's just a whole lot in my head when I am trying to just relax with friends. No thanks. There are too many nice bars in the city. Ok, now I'm sounding like a snob. In conclusion, good place that would be better if I wasn't worried about the buzzer.

This is my kind of bar. To me, its exactly what a bar should be. A small cozy dimly lit atmosphere with eclectic decor off the beaten path. Stiff cheap drinks served by bartenders that dont have a hardened past- just average people making a buck serving their regulars. Theres a couple pool tables, tv's, juke box and the right amount of bar stools. Its cash only but theres an atm inside. I dont want to go on too much bc I dont want to ruin its off the radar charm. I even hesitated writing the review but the good yelper inside me had to share.