by David Y. on Went to this club last nite and it was poppin'. There happened to be a bikini modeling event going on at the same time I was there. Drinks are not cheap but you're basically paying for the ambience. Supposedly back in the prohibition days, this club used to be accessed by the giant slide you now see when you first walk in. The slide opens up at 10:30PM and make sure you wear pants if you want to try it! I highly recommend this place. There seems to also be a decent asian crowd going here.
by Geraldine Venne on Gloria's was okay. I had the Mexican martini - and it most definitely let me down... and this, my first Mexican martini since moving back to Austin. Stupid me for not picking a place that I KNOW to have excellent Mexican martinis. Hmmm... The food was pretty average. The guac: good, black refried beans: good, pupusas: eh, chicken soup: really good, service: average, the company: fantastic. We did have a big group, so perhaps the service is a little more attentive when you have a smaller group of people. But overall, I wouldn't really need to return. It's definitely got the strip-mall feel... but it is indeed in a strip mall. :)
by Lanette Sturtz on "Last Christmas" will forever be the anthem cherished most dearly when HSBG comes to mind & vice versa. Reason: the very classic song belted among a dozen new friends who took me into their karaoke fold on a recent random Friday nite excursion. No joke, met these pals face to face, name by name, all b/c the bartender/owner, Sir Angel became my actual guardian angel on a nite that seemed somewhat bleak of entertaining opportunities. Real Reason: for being there, was supposed to catch some http://meetup.compals for jazz. My lazy honkas arrived a tad late, like 3hrs late. No group, no shows. So ordered myself a self-pity $9 Cosmo instead. At least there was no cover that eve. Sir Angel, sensing my slight dismay hooked me up w/some seriously jazzy pineapple flavored Skyy Vodka martini. Not stopping there, he literally took me under his wing, introducing me to amazingly friendly group of talented amateur/professionals. One after another, the bunch rocked the stage, then a conga line formed, more comp shots followed w/no signs of the lights dimming even though 30mn.left til closing. In all, left w/adoring memories for a place my soul can call home. Even that one elderly regular crooner, in his Sinatra selections, yearning in his melodious voice for eras gone by, perhaps for a lost love?...or a new one yet to find?...found here when one's heart is open to good times, as was mine most certainly. "Last Xmas, I gave you my heart, but the very next day"...I'd like to revisit here, again & again!
