by Austin T. on 2 of us paid $45 for bowling 2 games and skimpy portions of high priced bar food. Is it a sports bar or a bowling alley ? LOL Whatever bye bye 300
by Gigi Thackery on I didn't really know what to make of this place. It seemed to be undergoing a serious identity crisis. Is it a sports bar, a hippy lounge, a hip-hop club, or an upscale drinking establishment? Not sure. It definitely did it's best to encapsulate all of these in one nice package, but left me wanting more. When I first showed up a buddy of mine was playing the git-tar, but he plays very mellow acoustic rock. Which was cool with me. I noticed that they had nice reclining chairs and a few other pieces of comfy furniture. There was also some funky Texas-hippy decor. Very lounge like. However, right on the stage there was a large big screen TV playing a college football game literally about 2 feet from Nate's head. As I looked around, I noticed that they actually had quite a few big screen TVs playing sports. Then I walked up to the bar and ordered my beers (very inexpensive - I think $2.50 for Firemans). They had a very nice bar. In fact the bar looked particularly upscale - big bucks were spent. Same goes with the little boys room. Nice granite countertop if I remember correctly. As soon as my buddy stopped playing his acoustic rock, this DJ came and started playing his hippity hop. The music was so loud that conversation was impossible. To make it worse, no one was dancing except for a few guido imports from New Jersey. Anyways, I left kind of confused, but happy that my tab was very reasonable considering the location of the bar/establishment(?) and the upscale elements. I'll probably make it back eventually, but it's not going to be high on the ol' priority list.
by Krissy M. on I thought the point of hosting a rateclub party was to show off how awesome your service, food and ambiance are? Obviously I'm wrong. The food -good. Slow in coming out but yummy. The peeps in my bed- hopefully as drunk as me because I'm feeling the embarrassment this morning. The ambiance, cool beds. The service- uggggggghhhhhhh.... ------------------------------------ Note: That was not me grabbing Ligaya's butt. I swear. It was some completely inebriated version of my former self in bed. Mojitos + slow service = Danger.
