by Joette Coalter on Worst restaurant experience ever. This was a while back, maybe last spring. Went in with a friend and ordered two bowls of glass noodles. I don't remember what the flavor was even supposed to be. We took a couple of bites of each dish and told our server how bad it was and his response was "well you ate it" and he walked away. After sitting at our table dumbfounded and figuring out what to do we spotted someone at the register who appeared to be the manager , so we mentioned the terrible food to him. He gave us a full refund, but while doing so tried to explain that we just weren't familiar with glass noodles and next time we'd want to get something more common, like the Ramen. Dude...you have no idea what I know about food and even if I knew nothing about food, it's not supposed to taste like a slimy bowl of farts. Thanks.
by Toni D. on Why am I writing a review about "Pure Nightclub"? I have no idea and maybe the more I write I will understand but as of right now I'm still flabbergasted. Why Pure, whyyyy must you always call my name when it is 1:40 on a Thursday or Friday night when I think I need another rum and diet,and you succeed, please tell me your secret. I don't get the crowd in there. Every time I have stumbled and managed to grab my Canon out of my way too small of a clutch to carry a camera in to take a quick pic soon to be posted on Facebook the next day, some Dbag is in my girl group shot trying to look cool in the background. Another reason why I'm not sure I still stagger my way into that neon blue hellhole. 1st Floor-Armani at the bar, Armani in the corners, Armani and company in the booth trying to look cool with their "bottle service"...hmmm I think I will go upstairs 2nd Floor- Mr.Affliction Tool and company standing,looking confused..hmmm 3rd floor? 3rd Floor-Ok music is not too bad, ohhh the bar looks fun. BAR! Bartender-"What would you like to drink" Me-"Rummmm and diet (hicup), please" Slurp rum and diet, dance to Lil John on the dance floor with my girlfriends,repeat ..... "Whatttttttttttt its 2" Nooooooooo we must continue to dance to...What the hell is this song again? Anyways, this bar for some reason calls my name and if I'm on the 3rd floor I seem to have a fun time but it usually takes a couple of days to realize that I actually went to Pure and then I ask myself again why did I go there? See you next weekend...
by Julie Brandewie on My first experience with Sambuca was at the original location in Dallas when I lived there after college. Having drinks at the bar or seeing a show there were the only redeeming qualities of living and working in Dallas for awhile. The Sambuca location in Atlanta is very similar to the one I remember in Dallas: great sound and decor for a jazz show, and an indulgently expensive bar and menu. It's a gorgeous interior, with romantic lighting that focuses attention on the stage and in making everyone in the place look good. Drinks are good, and the bartenders aren't flashy or loud. It's about understated competence. As far as the food, You're paying for the ambiance and the live music more than the quality of the menu. The high end items are good, but not great. Sambuca's on Piedmont in Buckhead, but it is the higher end of the Buckhead scale, not the frat guys downing beer side of the spectrum. Check the calendar on the Sambuca website to see upcoming acts and give it a shot.
