Bar of the Week: Stanley Kup Inn
The 2nd time I did not make that mistake. Dr. Funk and myself took a trip to the Kup after doing a mini Delco bar tour which began at the Clif-side Tavern. While the Kup is in much better shape than the Clif-side Shithole, it is still a dump. We took a seat at the bar next to some guy passed out with his head on the bar. One of Dr. Funk’s old classmates was present at the bar and proceeded to buy us a few rounds of Ice 101 shots, which were surprisingly good and was immediately made the shot of the night.
Although there was a pool table and plenty of TVs to view, people watching is by far the most entertaining hobby at the Kup. The first person to catch my eye was a woman that appeared to be in her late thirties with her husband. The two love birds couldn’t keep their hands off each other until the women’s husband refused to buy her another drink at which point she moved two bar stools over to the next guy. As it turned out, the man wasn’t her husband. She eventually made her way over to Dr. Funk and myself and we bought her a shot of Ice 101. She immediately went into some sob story about how she had come from a broken home and now lived alone in an apartment two blocks behind the Kup. After initially considering the very real possibility of walking back to her place and double-teaming her, we decided to go with our better judgment and sent her on her way.
Suddenly, three women (2 of the color variety) walked through the door and a grin came across many of the regulars faces. I instantly feared that the two African American women could be in harm’s way since the Kup does appear to be a place that would harbor racism. My fears were extinguished when many of the regs started attempted to smooch these well respected ladies. It turns out that many strippers come to Kup after work to spend there well earned money (I wasn’t mad).
At this point, the man who has been next to us this whole time sleeping with his head down on the bar arose to reveal about $400 that he was using as a pillow. Our eyes met and I immediately felt this middle aged man size me up. I make yet another assumption that this man does not like me, but I was proved once again wrong when the first words out of this man’s mouth were “I like you.” He then told us how he hit it big at Harrah’s, and he was celebrating alone. To my surprise the bartender still served the man a few rounds of shots despite the fact that he has been asleep for the past hour. He bought us our drinks the rest of the night which included many more Ice 101 shots.
You think at this point I would be done making assumptions about the place after going 0 for 3, but the whiz kid that I am decided to give it one more shot. An asshole, who was sitting at the opposite side of the bar, has been disrespecting the customers since our arrival. I assume that he is just some drunk asshole, but I am later informed that this was Maddy, a bartender of the Kup who spends his free time at the Kup attempting to be the biggest drunk at the party (he succeeds most nights).
Once 2 am came around, we departed for Liberty Diner right across the street and ate some sub-par food.
Prices: Moderate
Special: Not sure: email us if you know.
Atmosphere: Dive Bar
Activities: Pool Table, Philly Sports on their flat screen T.V.'s
Food: They’ll make you a sandwich, but I wouldn’t eat it.
Address: 209 Baltimore Pike
City: Springfield, PA
Telephone: 610-543-3547
-Mr. Delco