by Taylor L. on
This may not be a destination spot, but if you live in South St. area (as I do), then you know about The Latest Dish... and chances are, it's become a staple in your life too. Every time that I'm not feeling up for cooking, or don't want to pretend that it's ok to eat cereal for dinner (again), I head over to The Latest Dish for some of their delicious Tofu Spring Rolls (only $5!). I have been here more than a handful of times since I moved to Philly, and each time I am met with a genuinely nice, friendly waitstaff (who are knowledgeable about their wines, which is always a plus) and good music selection. I brought my family here when they visited, and my sister ordered the Mac and Cheese, and my parents split a salad. Everyone only had good things to say about their dishes. Next time you're in the South St. area, you should definitely give this quaint, boutique-y restaurant a try! Tip: I wouldn't recommend coming late on a weekend night. You'll get to experience the bass from the loud music in the club upstairs.
by Ervin Mcgillivray on
Went to go see Laidback Luke for some anniversary. Didn't know I had to buy online tickets and decided to wait in line. Eventually got in, thank god. The place isn't that big; I think I heard the bouncer say capacity was 200. The lights they had were some trippy shit. Drink prices were whatever. I think my friend got a cranberry vodka for $9. The crowd was what I expected. Mix of hipsters and non-hipsters, probably around 21-30. I was able to get right in front of Laidback Luke, which was fucking dope. Laidback spun one of the most epic sets I have heard this year. It was a shitty DJ booth, but because it was shitty, I felt it was a lot more personal. Overall, it was a very very fun night. I might come back here because I heard they had a techno night some day of the week. 4 stars mostly for being able to get in and see an epic set!
by Hong Flournay on
I will honestly never return here AGAIN. The 2 stars go to the decor, which was fabulous, but the atmosphere sucks. The other patrons were B-O-R-I-N-G, sitting around looking like they were constipated. Maybe it was because they were so full of themselves, who knows, who cares?? Drinks were ridiculously expensive. $18 for a grey goose & tonic. I wouldn't have much of a problem with the price if the place met my expectations, but the whole place depressed me. Anyways, the main reason why it gets such a low rating is because there's actually a story involved too. I was with a group of about 7 close friends- only two of whom were men. One friend and I decided to leave for a minute and try another place, and when we got back our friends were nowhere to be found. We finally found them in the supposedly "extremely exclusive VIP room," which I will admit was a fairly impressive little place. Now, we were only gone for about 20 minutes but when we found our friends in VIP they were all shitfaced. It was a stark contrast from when we left, as the "wah wah waaah" atmosphere made everyone sober and bored. I soon discovered why--some old dude who was supposedly friends with the owner of the W Hotel (let's just call him "Don") was getting all 6 of my friends all their shots and drinks for free. This man was about 60 years old and was getting a little too close to the girls in my group. I, being the sober, responsible one, immediately noticed the red flags. I mean my girlfriends are all cool chicks, but I'm pretty sure a wealthy 60 year old man was not buying them all their drinks for their conversation. He stumbled over to my friend and I, grabbed us, and slurred, "Come up to the presidential suite for the after party, let's go." While I protested, my dumb drunk friend excitedly agreed and followed him. I had to run up to catch up with her to try to convince her not to go upstairs with that stranger, and suddenly he grabs me and says ominously, "You're mine tonight." Ahhhh! Panick-stricken, I try to get my friend's attention but she is off in Grey Goose la-la land with another friend, in front of "Don" and I. When he tried to fondle me in the hotel lobby I flipped out, grabbed my friends, and then pulled some James Bond shit to escape this creepball (seriously, we scaled walls and everything). When I finally rounded everyone up and got everyone in the car, I told one of my guy friends what happened. He immediately u-turned, and complained to the people at the front desk about "Don's" inappropriate behavior. Do you know what their response was? "Oh, that's just Don, he is a very important investor for this hotel and he's here all the time. Women have complained about him before." My friend demanded to know why nothing was done about that problem then, and the guy at the front didn't really have an answer for him. His behavior leads me to believe that a lot of women will actually put out to creepy old rich guys just to be in VIP and to feel like someone special. I am not that person.
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