by Geraldine K. on Ladies, just make sure you have 3 inch spiked heels or wear your sexiest Christian Louboutin heels to 1OAK. That's the keys to this kingdom. Then, get ready to kiss arse. My friend and I had the opportunity to get into this ultra-exclusive place run by another exclusive social network, and despite a membership card, which in theory, is a golden ticket to any event run by this organization, it was a hassle to get in. Naturally, should I have been surprised ? We got in line (it was really early in the evening, wtf) but my friend decided to check out the scene at the front of the line. She hears one of the two bouncers say to other girls who are donned in a v. cute short dresses "no flats allowed in here". When she comes to get me, she mentions the scene. Other girls around us hear her say that and pretty soon, we're having a discourse about this ridiculous remark. I'm not in any clubwear so I was at a risk, too. I actually looked business-like BUT I had 3 inch heels. I went to the other bouncer, flashed the card and a smile and asked whether I could bring one more person in with me. He agreed but then saw my friend behind me who is wearing flats. He says "no flats" - I'm sure my face fell and I gave him a horrid look. I say "It's just one person, that's it" He finally complied and bended this hard and fast rule! Finally, she and I got in. So much for the membership card. It was the 3 inch heels and pleading. Service was not as bitchy as expected but that's because it was still early in the evening. I expected something phenomenal. Quite the contrary. It's small and a bunch of seats/tables were already reserved. People looked like they're mingling but they were not. The room was full of people drinking very expensive champagne or expensive cocktails. My feet, which were tired from standing so long was seeking respite and there was NO PLACE where I could sit down for a brief moment. I was out of there after 1 hour. The club itself was small but looked luxurious. Its sheer size is conducive to exclusivity, but I'm not sure it's the other way around. After my visit here, I remembered why I don't go clubbing. But I can say that I was able to get into 1OAK without dropping 1G and just wearing three-inch heels.
by L. W. M. on **I realize Rateclub has gotten it right, but their website is http://www.sfcatclub.com(NOT http://catclubsf.com...the one that pops up first in a Google search).** Apparently, there's an unresolved problem between the club and the former website people and the former website people have been refusing to take down their site. Unfortunately, that's the one my friends and I saw. We showed up, paid a $10 cover, discovered the party we came for didn't exist, tried to get our money back for an hour (40% back + one round of drinks), paid for another cab ride home and tried to salvage the night. One star for the general potential of having a fun night there and one star for the two people that actually tried to help us out: one of the bartenders and the outside party promoter who helped us get a little money back and promised us free entrance and a round of drinks at the next party she's putting on at Lot 46 on Jan. 30. I'm not a Cat Club regular, so maybe there's information out there that would have warned me earlier, but damn, they need to sort out the misinformation situation and be prepared to take responsibility for mishaps like this (e.g. be ready and willing to reimburse).
by Norman Wartenberg on If you like tiny, pricey, tasteless food on a big plate, then this is the foo-foo spot for you. I bet this place makes more money when it turns over to a night club than on the food they serve. Not a bad place for people watching.
