I am vehemently against joints like this misleadingly calling themselves "Ale Houses". It just suggests that you're going to find good beers there, and in this case, you're not. There!! I said it, and I don't care who knows. They had 21 beers on tap when I was there last Sunday and nothing outstanding in the lot of them. In fact, most of them were macroundrinkables and the few micros they had were nothing to write home about.
Located up a cobblestoned Front Street practically under the Brooklyn Bridge, it's an easy walk from the South Street Seaport. The place is a big open room with a side pen for warmer weather. The decor is of (presumingly dontated) bras and cut ties hanging everywhere. They've got some giant TV's to view and the furniture is mostly plastic outdoor lawn furniture and you wade through that to the back to order your food and/or beer. There is no "bellying up to the bar" here but rather more like "ordering at the counter at an off the beach Greek Hamburger/hot dog/fries stand", the only thing is that this stand has 21 taps on it and has a larger food menu that includes good seafood selections (we are a hair from the Seaport and the Fulton Fish Market, after all).
My buddy "Little Stevie Bullshit" (his actual name) had a Saranac Pale Ale and when I asked for the Murphy's Stout, I was told "Um, uh, the Murphy's, she ess veddy sick". I said, "Huh?" and was told again, "Um, the Murphy's, she ess noat well". I opted for a Warsteiner Pilsner as it was the best thing going on otherwise.
Be forewarned: This place is keggers with kiddies on weekend nights.
I don't even really think of this as a "beer bar," as its main calling cards are the large serving sizes (which you pay for) and the "meat-market" atmosphere. During the summer, this is little more than an upscale frat party. The selection is pretty average ("micros" are typically Sam Adams, Pete's, etc.) and the crowds can be overwhelming as you fight your way out to the fenced-in "back" area. This place is located down a cobbled street perpindicular to South Street, the main pedestrian thoroughfare of the Seaport. It is a big Thursday and Friday hangout for young Wall-Streeters recently graduated from college. One nice feature is the small restaurant opposite Jeremy's which serves better food and is a bit mellower. It was once owned by the owners of Jeremy's but I think it is now independent. Be warned! If you wear a tie here, it may well be cut-off (See the movie Coyote Ugly)! Not really worth seeking out, but a reasonable stop on a Lower-Manhattan pub crawl. Unfortunately, the real star and drawing card for me on South Street, the North Star Pub, is gone.