by P B. on I don't think this place deserves any stars what so ever! Approached this place on a Saturday with some good looking folks. Just 3 of us and low behold you have this greasy new jack city looking doorman that has to speak in his little FBI agent mic to larry, curly and moe to see if 3 brotha's can get in. I remember this same dude before way back in the day from the old DV8, if any of you can remember that club! The same dude (promoter?)told me there"s a guest list. So I'm thinking to myself, what club or bar has a guest list ? REALLY!!! Dude didn't give me a price to get in nothing.I wonder, would they let OBAMA in? Probably turn him down too, sorry OBAMA, you gotta be on the guest list. This place sucks, oh yeah, walked by there on a Wednesday night one day. Greasy door man was working, said $10 to get in. WHAT, on a Wednesday night, ok dude is really smokin on the pipe with his greasy face!! My thing is, are they really trying to re-segregate again? Gonna have a word with the Mayor about this place!!
by Joshua Hirtz on Heard the food here wasn't that great but, well, I certainly found it palatable. My pal, however, ordered some beef dish, which came out with two pieces of beef atop a large black cylinder. He ate one, and I ate one. I thought he was going to open up the cylinder and have a cylinder full of beef, but he didn't and the waiter came to take it away. I tried to stop him, but my pal said no, the server was right -- only two pieces of beef in that appetizer. The black cylinder was some kind of heater to keep the two pieces of beef at optimal beef-temperature. That blew my mind a little, considering that those two pieces of beef cost almost the same as my giant plate of orange chicken. Must have been one hell of a prize cow. With the price of dinner came free admission to the nightclub downstairs. We flagged our waiter down to pay and get access, and he said he'd take us down. He got distracted, and time ticked by as we sat and waited to be escorted down. Eventually he reappeared about ten minutes later to serve another table, and we grabbed him again and he told us he'd be back to escort us down. This time he remembered, and three or four more minutes later he returned to lead us to the promised land. The nightclub, a floor below, was about 80% full for our Friday night, although moreso on the dance floor (packed), a bit less so at the bar closest to the entrance (busy, but not packed), and mostly deserted on the bar on the other side. The crowd was mixed, average to attractive, and was in general fairly social. There is a balcony too, but we were barred from going up. We stayed a little while before heading back upstairs to the restaurant portion again. The bar / lounge upstairs (where we'd had dinner earlier) had far less people, but also more attractive and well-dressed people than the downstairs club. No dancing here, just a few clusters gathered at the bar. All-in-all, an OK place... if not especially compelling. There was a long line outside when we left, though I don't know that waiting in a long line and paying $20 to get in is worth it. If you're hungry and want to eat first, it could be worth it, though. Just don't order the two-piece beef from the prize cow; there are more filling meals available...
by Emory Gandarillia on My gf's and I had heard so much hype about this place and decided to give it a try. Since we didn't want to pay cover, we went early and hungout in the restaurant. The drinks were expensive, but it is hollywood. around 10pm we wanted to get in line to get into the club (rooftop and/or basement) but the bouncers kept giving us the run-around. by the time we finally figured out where the hell the line was, there was already tons of ppl. We had to literrally beg to get into the basement club. The guy who managed the guestlist was a major jerk. Oh and unless you have fake tits or lots of green, you are not going to the rooftop bar.
