by Amie R. on
Walking into the Continental I felt like I was horribly dressed for a swanky throwback party. I was in flats, a dressy tee, and shorts. I wanted to tell the hostess, "I'm sorry I'm not in stilettos and dresses like the other patrons." We had come for drinks only and my philosophy is that the higher I stand sober, the farther I fall less-than-sober. Needless to say I was glad to follow the rest of the party back to the elevator, past the pit of fashionistas, to a patio retreat upstairs. Comfy white wire chairs with orange cushions welcomed us beneath one of the trees on the roof. Leanne was our server, and a good one at that. Amazing service despite a dreadful uniform? Yes, this chick gets bonus points. Their drink menu is laid out into categories like Retro (martinis, old fashioneds, Manhattans etc) Modern (reinvented mojitos and super fruity concoctions) and then some other listings that I missed because I closed it after I saw the Key Lime Ricky. Not too sweet, and as I like anything miniature, the tiny slices of key limes made my day. The sun rising, we moved to the glass-enclosed indoor bar area and sat in the giant booth thinger. After a hundred and eighty dollars in cocktails alone, I thought we might want to order something of sustenance. I ordered the chicken skewers. Pretty self explanatory. Great sweet/salty peanut sauce for dipping. Bottom line, sit outside upstairs whenever possible, pick a drink that you wouldn't normally choose, and be pleasantly surprised.
by Aracelis Wenrich on
Fanny packs with drugs. This review is from a Sunday night. We arrived around 11ish to meet a building that looked quite familiar, hello shelter? There were no lines apart from the large smoking section. I felt a bit under dressed as there were quite a few people in 'costume' over the top attire. However, we didn't let that hinder us. Walked in and the place was packed and extremely lively. Worked our way through the club to this upper balcony like thing where our bottles and tables were awaiting. The music was a lot of house/tribal mixed it with a bit of MIA and the ting tings here and there. The crowd was very asexual as you didn't know if they were into you, your girlfriend, or both. We went downstairs a few times where the people were dirtier, which i love, and the music matched it. Everyone is so friendly and crazy! we're going to come back and gonna think up a very cute costume. So far, I am thinking of wearing a live squirrel on my head.
by Katharine Geldmacher on
If you're looking for a fun night, you may want to pick somewhere else. Drinks are expensive and the crowd is mixed in quality at best. Unlikely I'll be heading back anytime soon...