6322 Race Track Road
Jacksonville, FL 32259
Saint Johns County
Phone: (904) 260-8347
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by Ira Egan on We had a decent meal here. Good steak, lots to drink and made a run to a few other spots. The place is old school looking, like a 70's Vegas steakhouse and the service was really good. The bill was fairly spendy considering the quality/ambiance. Hence, I'd call it an "ok" choice....probably will try something new next time.
by Hiram Stelle on Dinner is not a good idea. The food is mediocre so I suggest eating before coming here for drinks or pool. If you must eat, stick to the appetizers. Big space and bar. If you come for a late dinner, beware because it turns into a so called club and they will start playing music and next thing you know you have people dancing next to your table and you can't hear what any of your dinner companions are saying.
by Mai G. on So when I was in 4th grade I carried around with me at all times a bright yellow Sony cassette player that only ever had New Order playing (ok, maybe I would put in my Duran Duran from time to time). Somehow I managed to get through upper-grade school that way, as well as trying to "psyche myself" into mentally preparing for those challenging under 12 bracket soccer matches. I was in the high-life of the 1980's and I was not to be thought of in any other way, but cool ("rad" for that matter). What does this have to do with Supperclub? Well a lot actually. Supperclub reminds me of walking with cleats on and the over-sized headphones, to prove, in fact, that I was "too cool for school." As you walk in after a reservation for the full dinner experience, they make you wait, just to in fact wait, because, yeah, they are that cool. The room you wait in also charges an exuberant amount for drinks (I was the designated driver so they were nice enough to give me free water.) My two girlfriends each had a glass of champagne and it was over 30 bucks. Once you are so graciously honored to be seated into the actual club and onto a bed, you wait and wait some more. Both times I have been (it is only for the fact that a girlfriend from Holland wanted to go that I went a second time) we were served popcorn before even being asked about our drink order. Onto to the food (I really cannot comment on the drinks, but my girlfriends said that the mixed ones are very strong and justify the price.) The lamb and beef dishes were much superior to the fish dishes, again according to my girlfriends. Every fish dish I have tried there has been horribly over cooked and at times even hard (as if it has been sitting under a warmer for far too long.) The salads, no matter which menu you order from, are practically non-existent. It reminds me of an entree a woman in a Brett Easton Ellis' novel would order; an "essence" of food, and with awfully outlandish combinations, just to be ummm, I don't know, "cool." The desserts we had on both occasions were by far the highlight of the meal, and dare I mention, the largest portions of the evening. The entertainment was ok; the DJ bought our table a round, and the lighting system (how the entire room changes from blue, to bright orange to lavender/gray) was exceptional, and was in synch with the thumping music. We did find it odd that a guy who we a-s-s-u-m-e works there, kept jumping into our bed to give us back rubs, as part of "enhancing" the enticement of all the senses pursuit. Over all, supperclub is a bright yellow walkman. A blaring, loud distraction that you want to like because it brings you back to the thoughts of when you had to try. Try so naively hard to be cool, and then remembering what it feels like to experience being pathetic.
