421 West Chestnut Street
Louisville, KY 40202
Jefferson County
Phone: (502) 589-5621
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by luke B. on Just arrived home freshly out of the Marines Corps, my friends and I decide to go out to SF to go club hopping. 1:45 am rolls around and everything is pretty much starting to close up (ok it was a good night and all good things must come to an end), but then my friends have a bright idea, "Let's go the the End Up"!!! "What's the End Up"? "It's an after hours where all the ladies go after the regular clubs close that's why they call it the End Up because everyone ends up there". "OK, cool lets go". We got to the End up kind of early, so it was easy to find parking and there was no line. OK, a couple people that went in before us looked a little weird, but this is SF. We get patted down and walk in. "OH, HELL NO!!! WHAT TYPE OF SHIT IS THIS"!?! I hear immediate laughter, my friends are laughing their a--es off. As I enter the club I see big buff shirtless men kissing and playing with nipples rings, 6'6" tall trannys with 4 or 5 inch hills on, men actually walking around with chaps on. WTF!!! "Let's go"!!! "No wait, in a minute there's going to be hella straight women in here wanting to dance, that come here because they really don't want to be bothered by men hitting on them". Shortly enough women did arrive but, The End Up was still too much of a shock to my system so I left. Next time I went it was a lot different at first I wasn't going to go by after being reassured for thirty minutes that it would be a different crowd I relucantly went. It was a House music night so their were a mixture of all different types of people there so I had an OK time. Then I went for Reggae Gold which was totally different from anything I had ever experience at the End Up. The club was packed like never before and everybody was just dancing and having a good time to music. Point being you never know what to expect at the End Up, it all depends on the promoter. I personally like Reggae Gold myself, but come to the End Up on the right night and you'll find whatever you're looking for.
by Isaac Chiras on Happy hour is always the best time of the day. Get off work, grab a drink and some food, and relax. Also a good time to try new places as a good Happy hour menu always is a good sign. I certainly did not expect a bar to be literally in the cute quaint lobby area of the Culver Hotel. Historic Culver hotel, where the cast of the original Wizard of Oz stayed I believe, with all its charm intact. Sure I read the reviews, but thought maybe it was a connected room or some distance from the lobby, but now, it has overtaken the lobby. Which is kinda odd, but hey works for me anyhow. I didn't see anyone checking in though, saw a lobby desk, but no people so not entirely sure if there isn't a separate real lobby. Oh wells. Lotsa of seating and tables scattered throughout. Some comfy couches, some more tables and chairs, outdoor seating also. Didn't see any propane heaters though so prolly wouldn't want to sit outside too much. Big piano off to the side and lotsa space so you don't feel crowded in. Happy is until 7. $5 appetizers, $3 beers, $5 wine, and $6 cocktails. About half price. Pretty decent place to start out a night out or just a place to relax after a long day's hard work. Snagged a pomegranate mojito. Bit too much ice which made it pretty watered down, but at least they tried to keep it light for someone like me. Not too flavorful though. Calamari-nice presentation and good flavor on this, but pretty dry. Corn dogs-Whoa...fat fat mini corn dogs on bamboo skewers that I thought were going to snap off from the weight of the thing. These were made with some kind of sausage it seemed and then breaded and fried. Made for tough eating though since the skin was hard to bite. Pretty tasty though, especially with the jalapeno ketchup or the dijon (might be something else) mustard. Truffle fries-Could kinda taste the truffle...not so much, but these had good flavor nonetheless. Needed to be fried a bit more as they were a smig soggy. Good eats and cheap drinks for happy hour. Cute atmosphere, a good choice for a friday night.
by Cody Macura on Besides airports and government buildings, places with metal detectors make me nervous. Why? Because metal detectors imply knives and guns; two things that will put a halt to me having fun, oh, and living. I don't know about you but I tend to enjoy places more when I don't feel like I may be the victim of some random violent crime. I'm not the president. I didn't sign up for that. Another thing I look out for and use to gauge the 'will-I-ever-come-back' ness of a place is their security staff. For example, a security staffer at the zoo may be pushing sixty years and suffering from Alzheimer's. This is because zoos tend to be safe and fun and don't really need someone capable of providing security. That's why when I have to get rubbed, sorry, pat downed by another man who clearly abuses steroids, I get a little leery. It's an indicator that on a GOOD night, they'll be there to stop me from getting hit with a beer bottle for the fifth or sixth time. Now if you're strumming your finger tips together like you just stole Christmas wondering if a place like this exist, then you must find serial killer documentaries relaxing. Zee Bar is in fact this place but I assure you that if you are of a sane mind you do not want to go here... ...because Zee Bar is like a low security prison. PRISON. Hey, if being locked up is your thing then go high-five a cop in the face. Or you can stumble in here at one AM and go all sorts of aggressive-animal-behind-bars crazy. This place is perfect for that. They have plenty of guards, um, bouncers there waiting for you to act up. Look around and you'll see them stationed everywhere, like a prison yard. All this place is missing is a watchtower. The inmates, (damn) patrons are all very cool people. Cool as in, 'look how much money I can spend' or 'laughter is for dummies'. The last thing you would want to do at the wee hours of the morning is to have a good time, right? You should be in bed by now, so you can act like you are while in a public place. And you can do it here while scowling. Even though I paid the $20 entrance fee and became a "member" entitling me to pay $10 on subsequent visits, I can assure you I will NEVER go back here. At least not under it's current operation. The only redeeming thing about here that I can think of is that they didn't handcuff or shackled me to anything. You know, they could of done it as a security measure. Save yourself some trouble and grief and go to bed. Or break into your neighbors apartment and party there. Whatever. Sadly, rateclubs won't let me give a rating of negative anything, so I'll be plenty generous and give this place one star.
