by Pinkie Kolata on Story time! So this was my last stop of the night after bar hopping all over Hollywood to celebrate my birthday weekend. After all the bars were closing my friends and I decided to come to Micky's because well it's the only place I know that's open past 2. You know (if you watch) how the show How I Met Your Mother says that nothing good happens after 2am. They might be right.... Why? Well the go-go dancer I saw at The Abbey a few weeks back was working here the night I came. He was definitely some nice eye candy--until his shift ended. After his table dancing session was done he stepped down and it killed everything! He was way shorter than I imagined, dressed way worse than any go go dancer should, and made the moves on me even though he said he had a girlfriend. Horrible! Enough about the go go dancer. The next eh part about Micky's is the cover! 10 bucks!? I probably won't come back unless they stop charging & the only reason I came in this night was because my friend offered to pay. But I will say that it was nice having some past 2am dancing time available! Not many clubs play a good mix of girl power music (kelly clarkson & britney mostly) so it was nice having that! Also, it was a nice surprise when guys didn't ask me to dance rather grabbed me and started grinding with me. I really thought that being a straight female would be a disadvantage at a gay club but I was definitely proved wrong. Oh and the best part, my lady friend met her soulmate-except that he said he was strictly gay but loved women's vagina's. How does that work? Final statement: I had fun dancing x-rated with some boys that claimed to be gay, and learning from my friend's gay soulmate that loves women's vagina's/ fortune teller that I will find the man of my dreams when i'm 27 & learning why straight men are idiots.
by Jana V. on If you're looking for a McDonald's equivalent of a cheesesteak, this is the place to go. The best part of the cheesesteak is the bread and ketchup. I went here a few weeks back with my friend and his family. His baby niece said it best, "Bread, pwweeeaaase." The steak itself is homogeneous, it tastes like a greasy sponge. I really couldn't taste the "meat" or the "cheese" or anything else for that matter. If you want to go to a touristy place and pay a hefty buck for something television programs advertise as famous, come here. The steak isn't worth it though (they are open 24h, so that is a plus not worthy of a star though.) You may also be insulted by their refusal to serve you if you don't speak English.
by Allison R. on The best hot dog ever. Period. End of Story. We even got to take home those cute little red hats! It is the first and last place I go to eat in Atlanta. I wonder if next time I go I can take a bunch home...
