507 North Greene Street
Greenville, NC 27834
Pitt County
Phone: (252) 757-2789
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by Susan C. on Went there for the first time last night (a Monday), braced for the horrible maitre d' and a seating nightmare. We were pleasantly surprised both that the maitre d' was not there (we were politely greeted and immediately seated in the second row center by a very nice woman) and by the attractiveness and uncrowded layout of the place. There didn't appear to be a bad seat in the house, and the club itself is very attractice, as is the hotel in which it sits. The menu was also a pleasant surprise. I had read about the $12 drinks (some were $13) and I assumed there would be nothing but crappy bar drinks. But actually you can also order tea, coffee drinks, and (supposedly) light fare (avoid the "virgin bloody mary" unless you enjoy drinking straight salt and pepper, though). "Supposedly" on the light fare because my husband ordered the mini-Camembert and it simply never arrived (it wasn't on the bill, though). The non-alcoholic beverages were in the $4-$8 range; not outrageous for a bar. So the only thing I have to criticize is the service. The waiter was pleasant enough, but not at all fast or attentive. He wanted us to order both of our drinks (2-drink minimum) when he first came to us, but we weren't sure so he said he'd come back. But he only returned a half-hour before the show ended, and I assume that was because they didn't want to lose out on the money from that second drink. I don't know if Monday is the annoying maitre d's regular day off, but looks like we lucked out. If I can avoid him, I will happily return to the Razz Room.
by Tom Led on We all pass judgment, we all joke and laugh. I just think it is hilarious, that I hear the same phrase pass each woman's lips. "I could do that". Come in early and grab a seat at the bar. They are the best seats in the house, after all. Not only will you have front row seats to the dancers, but you also have first hand access to inexpensive drinks and a sassy bartender. I have been here on two separate occasions and I am not going to lie. It is raw, dirty and gritty. Where else would you put up with a naked woman dangling her junk over your drink, while she reaches for waving dollars? There are two things that come to mind from my first visit. The first, being the fact that the toilet in the restroom is privatized by a curtain. I had been drinking and confused by the curtain and found myself yanking open the curtain, only to expose some poor unsuspecting woman relieving herself. I am only thankful it was not Angela Y., after she dropped her Blackberry in the toilet. I doubt I would have lived to tell the tale! The second thing that comes to mind was the overwhelming feeling of guilt over the giggles and laughter that exuded from me, as I sat at the bar with friends and waved dollar bills at the dancers. I had fun at the time, but driving home I just felt really awful for laughing at the women that danced. The second time I came to The Clermont, I found that not only had a door been added to the toilet, but I also had the pleasure of meeting Ms. Portia in the loo. She was laughing and running her hands through her mound of cash, as we chatted. It was a surreal sight, seeing a woman (reportedly) in her 60's, dressed in a Little Bo Peep costume, false lashes and kinky, platinum hair. She was a delight to speak with and I realized that my first impression had been incorrect. These women were not something to be pitied, but were fun-loving women making a good buck. I may have been laughing it up at the bar, but I am pretty sure Ms. Portia was laughing all the way to the bank.
