46 South 3rd Street
Sainte Genevieve, MO 63670
Sainte Genevieve County
Phone: (573) 883-7323
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by Robert C. on I will make sure to update as I've never actually been inside but we just got delivery at work and am very satisfied. I wanted something light so I got the drunken shrimp appetizer. The beer simmer sold me, and it even came with a side of rice which was nice ($9). I was also pleasantly surprised to see they were the big jumbo shrimp. Not the frozen twerps like TGIF serves. There were about 7 or 8 of them too. The cajun cream sauce was dope and everyone else liked there meal. Most people got the cheeseburger. The delivery was quick and comes with no BS delivery fee. I was surprised to read they are a live music venue. Looking forward to seeing some jazz after work maybe!
by Armand Garver on A low snap. Steady. Deep. "click" "click" "click" A man with a sax comes on stage. He begins. His saxaphone massages each note with soul. Rich deep lonely soul. And a curvy woman figure eight hips her way onto the stage. Dressed all in black. Bright red lipstick. The red developing into a crimson sheen, as the light hits her pillowed lips. Her mouth opens. She seduces. Everyone. An Amy Winehouse voice, shoulders back, and a diaphram full of sass. She sings Jazz. And they all lean forward. Their feet tap. And they listen. They lose themselves. Bimbo's is effortlessly smooth. It's the kind of place that longs for Jazz. It craves it. Blues. Soul. And unpredictable Jazz. Bimbo's lends itself so easily to "cool" and "genius" --- that it seems wrong to have anything that falls short of both, grace their stage. I saw M.Ward here this Sunday. It was a great performance. Mellow, sad, and poignant. But there were moments when I looked around me at the epaulet adorned bartenders, the red leather booths, and the wooden tables, and I ached to hear real jazz. Something that would suspend the notion that the superbowl just happened, that a flood just devastated Jakarta (my home of two years), that I had a floor full of laundry at home, and that all I had in my refrigerator was eight tofu dogs. Bimbo's is hard to explain. It's frozen in time. The bartenders. The wall decorations. The alcohol bottles. The furniture. The entrance-way. It's hard to take all of a venue in. A real space: like Bimbo's, the Fillmore, and the Warfield. You need the music. The people. The energy. Because a music venue is far more than just a space. ...... Especially a venue like Bimbo's. But...it's understood --- That even without a performance and crowd... Bimbo's is simply spectacular. (And with walls of half naked big bosomed redheads...how could it be anything short of.)
