143 North Street Suite D
Brownsville, TX 78521
Cameron County
Phone: (956) 982-6900
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by Joey R. on This place was cool for about a week 2 summers ago. partying on the roof in the summertime. Hollywood doesn't have anything else like that. But $12 for a drink plus the douche-baggiest crowd ever equals Kress.
by Gin-Chong T. on I probably shouldn't be disclosing this, but I was a pretty stupid little kid. I mean, until the tender age of oh, 16?, I thought that learning to speak French meant only learning to speak English with a French accent. I blame Chuck Jones for creating Pepé Le Pew, the lovable but misguided anthropomorphic skunk in the Looney Tunes and Merrie Melodies series of cartoons distributed by Warner Brothers, for this misunderstanding. I mean, I spoke "Chinglish", right? And sheeit, I could flip back and forth between Chinese and English without blinking a wonton. I practically IDOLIZED Pepé, who was courageous in his quest for l'amour, not realizing that his object of affection always evaluated him for WHAT he was, not WHO he was. (Yeah, something about this probably also explains my furry fetish, but we're not going to go into that now.) Well, as my decision to choose French (as opposed to something really useful as Spanish, Japanese or jive) as my foreign language study in high school was predicated on emulating my idol and said misunderstanding, imagine my disappointment when I walked in to my first French class, received my textbook and realized I actually had to learn a completely new language. I don't think I completely recovered from that disappointment, and I think it was reflected in my long-term ability to learn and retain that language. More so, I break down and sob every time I hear any word that remotely reminds me of what I call the "French Fiasco"--including "crêpe", "escargot", and "cunnilingus"...umm. Sooo, I was invited to a French Tuesday networking event by a friend to Ecco Ultra Lounge, and, despite my apprehension about having to actually speak and listen to French, I decided to go anyway. ~ Just like my decision to learn French, I probably should have thought this decision through. ~ *Walking in and encountering a hostess with the guest list.* Ms. Euro: "Bonsoir. Parlez vous Français?" Me: "Wha?" Ms. Euro: "Je dit: Parlez vous Français?" Me: "Si?" Ms. Euro: *rolls eyes as only a French woman can do* "Ohhkay. What eez your name?" Me: "Oh, it's EJ." Ms. Euro: *straining as if the sounds "ee" and "jay" have never been heard by her before* "Eeee jaaay?" Me: "Si, I mean yes, ... uhh cunnilingus?" Ms. Euro: "Oui, I see zee name EJ. You may entrée." Me: "Oh, I had dinner, but thanks. I'll just go in now." Ecco looks like many other lounges, even though their claim to fame is to be "green". Probably a testament to how well they integrated the various energy-saving technologies into the lounge. Service at the bar was pretty brisk, although as it was for a private event there were more than enough bartenders. A small bar in the back (to the right when you walk in), is a good place to pick up a drink if you want to avoid the main bar. Major points off for having a horrible DJ. Not sure if it was French Tuesday that found this person or it was someone scheduled by the lounge, but I'm dinging everyone. There was also some sort of weird surcharge on the friggin' drink receipt. No bueno. I'm not sure what the "Ultra" refers to, but I'm presuming it's something to do with Hollywood-esque hype ... "esque" ... *sob*
by Joella Baumgarner on Wednesday night... I liked this place a lot. I heard that Wednesday is the best night there.The place was crowded (some company was throwing a corporate party there as well) and the crowd ranged in age, style and cultural diversity. They played a mix of both hip-hop and house and not just played out radio bs. either. The view was nice too. I wouldn't say that I would go there to meet people , but if you bring your own friends, I couldn't see why you couldn't have anything less than a great time in a classy atmosphere.
