by Kristen Q. on $20 cover and scary bouncers. . . count me out! That is... unless I can get in free with less than a 7-minute wait. It's nice being a girl. Poor guys. Luckily, we got in quickly at 12:30am on a Friday night and free. Still, I don't know why folks are in love with Hiro. My favorite part is the flying dancers because that's something different from downtown LA/Hollywood clubs. And, they play pop music. I like! Yet, I don't like being squished up against another peoples sweaty bodies. I'll stick to lounges, thank you. Unless, I have a group of girls to dance with for the night --in that case, we can be each others Hiro and protect each other. Corny, yes, I am :)
by Sean S. on So I get it but not as a venue for the Cuckoo Club. I did not know that the Sunday night Gay Night at Hiro was called Cuckoo Club til I looked it up ahead of time and learned that for some odd reason this night was now at "The Park". The Park is ill equipped to host this theme. First, I waited nearly an hour on the line. I don't wait on lines. But some how I kept convincing myself that it wouldn't take much longer. Ok, I must have done that a lot. I don't know what happened. Let me say that once inside I discovered that this was really poor line management. The club was so empty. This seems like a cool venue but not for the party at hand. No. The go go boys sort of have to find a ledge to dance on so as a previous reviewer wrote, they seem inappropriate here. At Hiro, they each have their perch with proper lighting for their ass crack and the dancefloor is big. Here the dancefloor is in front of a fireplace. Practical its not. If Hiro doesn't retake this night, then I wont be going back to the oddly name CuckooClub on future trips to NYC which is a shame because I so looked forward to Hiro Sundays.
by James Lanzarin on Two years ago, I moved from the Bay Area to Phoenix (and yes, I have had Barney's burgers, and Delux is WAY better). I moved into a place behind Delux and an addiction was spawned. This is THE BEST PLACE in Phoenix to get your late-night eating on. Open 'til 2 a.m., I can blame Delux for my extra 5 lbs. of Phoenix weight. Here's what would happen: I would get into my pajamas and get into bed, at around 11 p.m. Then, I would start thinking about the sweet potato fries with their completely crack-addictive aioli. I would open my window a little bit and then start to smell a little burger grease. Like a mindless zombie, I would then get OUT of bed, put on clothes, walk through the gate to Delux, and order a shopping cart of sweet potato fries and their house burger. This would happen 2-3 times a week and it was Heaven. The herbs and seasoning on the fries make them the best I've ever had. I took my parents here and they could not speak for several minutes. It was that good. Although trendy, yuppyish, etc., I was always made to feel comfortable here, even if I came in my sweats. Alone. In the night. The only thing I would recommend for change is their salad. I really like caprese salads and theirs would be MUCH MUCH better with a lil' fleur de sel and some balsamic reduction, NOT just watered-down balsamic. I moved back to the Bay Area last year and have to satisfy my burger and sweet potato fries cravings at The Counter in Palo Alto. It's a poorman's version of Delux and every time I eat there, I feel depressed with how much I miss Delux. I have seriously contemplated buying an airline ticket and staying in a hotel just so I can go to Phoenix for a weekend and gorge myself on Delux and a few of my other favorite Phoenix restaurants. The justifiably "higher-than-your-average-burger-joint" prices are somewhat defrayed if you ask for a VIP card: they give you 10% off the food at Delux and Zen 32!
