224 West Broadway Avenue
Enid, OK 73701
Garfield County
Phone: (580) 242-3270
Fax: unknownWebsite: no website on fileEmail: no email on fileHours: unknown
by Vanesa Futral on I've been to this 24-hour Wi-Fi café on a number of occasions, including once with fellow rateclubser Anthony N and his sister. The set up appears to be a converted garage transformed into a hookah lounge from which large flat screen TVs and a set of couches and sofas can be discovered at every turn. The pastry counter is situated in the back, enclosed and kept private from the public eye. Throughout the day you'll find groupies coming and going sporadically and then there's me who tend to sit at the tiny corner with my laptop all the way in the back. Their food and drinks are not all that great and are very expensive. I have tried their Spicy Tuna Panini ($9.55) that came with canned spicy tuna salad with provolone, tomatoes, Tunisian chili, kalamata olives, and cucumber generously layered in between wholesome ciabatta bread. Aside from the canned tuna, the fillings tasted decent but the warm pressed ciabatta bread was too thick and very tough to bite into. The sandwich came with a spinach and tomato salad, but they were out of dressing so I was given a small cup of olive oil on the side. In retrospect, I should have eaten at one of the nearby Thai restaurants before coming here. I was also able to try their Soy Perfect Marriage ($4.15) which was their mocha that came out very bland and diluted without much espresso or chocolate. Their small cup of Snow Dragon Tea costs a whopping ($7.99) and I also had the chance to taste their Cherry Banana Tea ($3.99). Needless to say, they both were not very good. Aside from the food, the ambiance is great as they often show ESPN and it's easy to strike a conversation with the people sitting nearby. Since this café is one of the few that opens 24 hours in LA, I would recommend people to come hangout without expecting too much from their menu. I would also recommend for people to visit in the evening, as opposed to daytime, as the service is friendlier and relatively more attentive. As a comparison, their evening staff is one of the most genuine and friendliest people around and will respond quickly whenever they're being called upon. On the other hand, the people who work there during the day simply don't care about the place and their customers, and often leaves trash unattended for a long period of time. I was shocked to see the male server defers all responsibilities to his female counterpart while he focuses on the hookah. I only wished their nighttime employees could see how this space is being operated when they're not around. Deeply disappointed, I don't think I will be coming back.
by Catie C. on I never heard of The Estate till the other evening. I'm not usually out in the club scene. I was here for my friend's birthday bash. Certainly, it was a good atmosphere to celebrate. Well, we created the crazy atmosphere as we all took over the dance floor! Hot servers and hot bartenders! No, I'm not lesbian but I do enjoy looking at pretty bodies. Everything looks damn pretty after a few drinks and the walls are spinning to the beat! Rock on!
by Setsuko Gjesdal on So when I have kids, I am going to tell them stories. Here is one of them: Archie: One time, during a recession, I stood in line for 2 hours in the freezing cold in order to consume a bite sized piece of fish, a tablespoon of chowder, and half a beer. Bread and water were nowhere to be found. (Imaginary) son: Was it the Great Depression, daddy? Archie: No son, it was not the Great Depression. It was the rateclub Holiday Party. (Imaginary) son: Oh. Archie: Son, you have to understand, 2009 were hard times. While in line that wrapped for a block, I found myself in front of Ruby Skye, hating the cold, hating life, and well, hating the fact that I came here to this club a few times when I was younger. In 2008, my friend was turned away at the door for having a golf inspired outfit, since we had been on a golf pub crawl, but I was not turned away even though I was dressed the same. (Imaginary) son: Was it racism? Archie: No, boy. He was white. Well, maybe it was reverse racism? Beats me. I can't say. Clubs have weird dress codes, which makes me avoid clubbing. (Imaginary) son: What is clubbing? Archie: For most nerdy teens in the South Bay who don't know any better, the "Edge" in Palo Alto was most nerdy teens first clubbing experience, followed by "Limelight" in Mountain View when they turned 21, and eventually, these same nerdy South Bay kids would make "Ruby Skye" their first late night clubbing experience in the city. And I confess, I was one of those nerdy kids from the South Bay. (Imaginary) son: Oh. Archie: The years went by, and I still don't know any better. I was never much of a club guy. I have an ounce and a half of rhythm, depending on my alcohol intake, so I am not completely hopeless on the dance floor. But you'll never see me on "The Grind" or "Soul Train." (Imaginary) son: What is that? Archie: Some outdated pop-culture references. The thing is, I never got into the club scene because I always knew that I lacked the looks, money, clothes, and killer dance moves neccessary to impress women at a club. Plus, let's face it, all house music sounds the same. It all goes: Uns, Uns, Uns, Uns... (Imaginary) son: I like the sound of that. Archie: That is because, unfortunately, you take after your mother. So I stuck with dive bars that allowed me to use my surface level intelligence, sarcastic sense of humor, and occasionally, my karaoke skills to have fun and impress the ladies. (Imaginary) son: But mami says you never had any game. Archie: Right. Anyway, as much I as still don't know any better about the club scene, I know better than to come to Ruby Skye. Drinks are always overpriced, the bouncers are rude, the bartenders are ruder, the people inside are snobby, and well, I rarely have any fun. (Imaginary) son: Was there anything good about Ruby Skye? Archie: Oh, they stayed open until 4 A.M. And, I didn't meet your mother there. (Imaginary) son: Where did you meet her? Archie: That's a story for another day.
