2 East Galena Street
Butte, MT 59701
Silver Bow County
Phone: (406) 782-8142
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by Mica M. on there is so much going on at this place. food, beds, and entertainment as in djs, artists flying through the air, hostesses walking around with shots to offer to guests. not to mentions thievery at it finest...let me explain. my husband and a huge group of friends were at supperclub for dinner over a week ago. i had been there long ago for many parties but never for dinner. my friend had a special night to offer to friends and family...$15 for a 4 course meal! mostly going to support our friend but also to check out the food was worth missing my early bedtime on a school night. we got seated at our table which is essentially a bed with a table on top. i put my purse and my coat down between some pillows (not exposed) and did not think to check them again since there was a lot of entertainment and mingling going on. the food was good but the portions could have been bigger, i'm a good eater and a friend warned me that i may go home hungry. the service was slow but super nice and there was so much going on it was hard to notice. at the end of the night i went to get my purse and my wallet and iphone were stolen out of it. they we nice enough to leave my keys and camera but used my debit card at the supperclub for $226. now this only pisses me off more since my picture is on the card and they didn't seem to have a problem charging it for someone other them me. the idea of this place is nice but the more i think about it this is the perfect environment for thieves. you can leave your table for long periods of time checking out the entertainment, mingling with friends, and just going to the bathroom is a trek especially for upstairs. i'm not saying i'm not to blame for not paying attention to my stuff but i'm WARNING anyone else that goes there to be careful of leaving your personal belongings unattended. the other thing that creeps me out is that the person that did this had to be watching my actions and my husbands actions to ensure that we were oblivious to what they were doing. i asked our waiter if this sort of thing has happened in the past and he assured me that it was the first time he had heard of it if 5 years not sure if this would be true and i'm sure i was not the only target. this place leaves a bad taste in my mouth and it's not because of the food.
by Charleen Gambold on I go to a lot of gay clubs. I was talking to my friend Brad, and told him I had gone to Estate the night before for gay night. "Um...you know it's kind of hard to pick up dudes at gay bars, don't you?" AU CONTRAIRE, MON FRERE. Au contraire. So here's the story of my ridiculous Thursday night at Estate, after WORKING from 10 a.m. until 11 p.m. 11:00 pm: Arrive at Estate, avoid the cover charge, get a stamp that says "TOP" on my wrist (and HOW did they know that?! Is it THAT obvious?!), the rest of my coworkers get their stamps, but the bouncer won't accept my friend's Massachusetts State ID. It is not a driver's license, no, and it is not a liquor license, no, but it is a recognized government identification card. They won't take it. They say she can come back with an EXPIRED license, even a driver's permit, you know the things you get when you're like 15. SO. We all trek it back to the car and find her expired driver's permit--which is also made out of PAPER. We go back, they finally accept it, and we had to bicker a little bit about how she shouldn't pay the entrance fee and they let her in without paying. THANK you. We finally get inside the club and really, really need alcohol at this point. My friend is smart to take my advice because I'm a seasoned alcoholic, and I concluded that we needed long island iced teas. But I didn't know they would be TWELVE DOLLARS. It didn't cuddle with me afterwards and tell me it loved me, nor did it cook me breakfast in the morning. Why is it twelve dollars?! Oh well. Because I had just worked over 12 hours, I didn't really care. Girl's gotta relax sometimes and just wave your hands in the air. Went to get a 2nd drink around 12:30, and some random drunk guy started telling me I had great boobs and body and face and hair. Alright, I like compliments, thank you! Went back to the dance floor to boogie with the ladies. ENTER Horatio. He was a very drunk man who was touching me in a way that suggested he was not of the homosexual persuasion. I turned around and started talking to him to see if he was just a really frisky drunk gay or a dirty hag predator. He was a dirty hag predator, so I told him my GIRLFRIEND was right over there and didn't like him. That probably didn't help any because he just stood there trying to feel me up. So I pushed his ass over. That helped! Next, we were going upstairs to look for our other friend, when a man passing me just reached out and squeezed my boobie. He gave me a devilish smile. I laughed so hard. So, all in all, it was a really interesting night with lots of fun stories to tell! BUT. I probably won't go back for a while.
