1877 Kalakaua Avenue
Honolulu, HI 96815
Honolulu County
Phone: (808) 941-0424
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by Victoria P. on We are regulars here. I have taken: my mother, clients, strangers, friends.... basically, if I get the chance to take someone (ANYONE) that hasn't been before....IT'S HAPPENING. There are a few things you should be aware of before entering this very (in)famous "Atlanta Institution" RULES FOR THY CLERMONT EXPERIENCE: 1. Tip Thy Strippers. Okay, so they aren't the girls you'll find at PP or GR or whatever "other" strip clubs around here (with the exception of about three girls that are absolutely gorgeous), but these ladies are still workin' hard for the money. It doesn't take much. I've never seen someone so happy to get a $5 bill, and they will come and personally thank you after they dance. 2. Tip Thy Bartender, Dammit. She works hard, too. She is basically in-control of how ridiculously awesome your Clermont Lounge experience is going to be. Be nice to her. Trust me on this one, if you tip well, you might even get some free drinks out of it ;) ;) ;) 3. Don't be an Asshole. Being chauvinist only makes you look like a shithead to everyone else, so...don't. Your bar service will suffer significantly and people will talk badly about you. Very badly. 4. Beware of Bathrooms. Ever gone to the bathroom at a crappy gas station? Ok, you know what to expect. The bathrooms are gross... whatever. It's a bar. I'm female, so I can only speak for the ladies, but it's not the worst I've ever seen by far. I'm not sure how I'd feel about sitting on the toilet in sober mind, but I digress... 5. Take a Cab. This is extremely important. Walk, if you can, make your friend's idiot boyfriend drive, or take a freaking cab. It's worth the money. Parking is limited-ish on the weekends, and the cab fare is way cheaper than the cost of a DUI or death. Most likely, you are drunk before even stepping foot in here, and you will be at least 5x as drunk when you leave. Even if you don't plan on drinking...you will. I've been there. It happens to the best of us. Ok, there you have it. Five simple rules to having the most hilariously awesome night of your life. I have made so many great friends, had so many awkward lapdances, and so many EPIC hangovers because of the fabulous Clermont Lounge.
by Garret Walls on *shudder I loathe this place. Every once in a while I'm drawn in by one of the street walker people that offers a free round to come inside. good things: the bar is clean and looks awesome, variety (3 floors, each w/ a different vibe), places to sit down bad things: gag! the crowd. the top floor is buzzing with creepy guys just watching and drooling over all over the hammered and sloppy girls. this place is just a big hot mess...minus the hot. avoid at all costs--if you go in, make sure you're getting a free drink out of it. If you're a girl and you're going in---make sure you have guys with you to be "blockers" or spot a decent looking guy (if you can find any) to dance with in case the creepers make a move.
by Jordan Battis on There's absolutely nothing fancy about the New Wave Cafe. The decor is like Xanadu-meets-Warsaw, with that kind of cheap knock-off Patrick Nagel artwork that decorated every condo coke den in 1981. Apparently the place also turns into a "nightclub" on weekend nights, but I never stuck around for the entertainment. It's the tiny delicious menu that brings me in. Almost everything on the menu is a variation of cabbage, potato or keilbasa. (Although they do have mozzarella sticks on the menu -- but don't order them. They're status quo sticks and come with a weird cold sauce.) The pierogies (fried or steamed) are made fresh and the best I've ever had. The keilbasa platter is simply a big fried piece of keilbasa, scored in spots, with a side of spicy mustard. The potato pancakes are average and not all that well-seasoned, but they're still potatoes and for that reason, they're ok by me. The thing I liked most on the menu is the bigos: a big soupy plate of cabbage/kraut with bits of chopped keilbasa, served with three slices of day-old rye bread for sopping it all up. (The "day old" part probably isn't intentional, but it works anyway.) My BF enjoys the borcht, but I won't go near the stuff. There's also a pickle soup that gets raves. The Polish beers are strong and cheap -- I think $2.50 for a big bottle. There was a chalkboard advertising $2 Kamikazes, but I didn't partake. Thing is, even if you get totally loaded on liquor while talking to the Eastern Europeans at the bar and watching Poland's version of CNN on the bar's TV, the food they serve is the best kind of food to line your stomach and straighten you back out.
