by Dallas Franco on This is COMPTON MEETS HOLLYWOOD", on a Saturday night. A very getto type of affair. Wanted to go there just to see a good friend of mine for 10 minutes, they wanted to charge me $30 for 10-minutes to see a friend of mine who was a dj who invited me (smdh) knowing i had to go to another spot within minutes on the other side of town, so my time would be very limited. Simply a money hungry spot. No to mention that the security there is EXTREMELY aggressive. I would definitely be concerned about lawsuits and other legalities regarding the security if i was the property owner of that place and the parking across the street is $20 (sky high). Honestly from the outside of it, i didn't even really want to go inside! very getto and the girl who runs the cash register is very, very, very rude. i mean no disrespect, with me being of color myself, but if theirs a perfect example that shows the bottom of the barrel when it comes to the treatment of people and the problems that we as people of color have, that would be a perfect example. Besides, from the outside and looking at the line, it looked like "COMPTON MEETS HOLLYWOOD", im totally good on that and definitely its not a place that i would feel secure going to without feeling like a gunfight might break out. Frankly, I can do bad by myself. I will never encourage any of my industry friends to go there. Definitely a thumbs down.
by Daniel H. on There a few things we need to get out of the way. First, the place is tiny and you may end up sitting at the counter even if you call ahead (and you may get splashed while the dishes are being done if you sit at the counter). Don't plan to come here with any more than four people. Second, the decor is... mature; don't bring children. If you are comfortable with a small and eccentric environment, then we can move on to the food. Very good! I went with my roommate for brunch. The menu is a whiteboard behind the counter and had three or four options. We ordered the omelet and French toast. The French toast was MUCH better than Sabrina's (the egg soaked all the way through the challah). It was served with fig-infused goat cheese and topped with a variety of delicious fruit. The bacon that came as an optional side was crisp and not too oily. All delicious. Didn't like the bottled orange juice. The omelet was fairly standard. I can't recall the type of cheese used, but it did have green tomatoes and sweet onions, which were very nice. Served with a side of potatoes and sausage. The sausage was great, but the potatoes were, again, fairly standard. I would've preferred them to be on the crispier side, but to each his own. Portions are large, and I didn't feel gross after finishing the meal. Cash only. $14 per dish if you don't get the suggested sides (sausage and bacon in this case). Came to 19 each with the OJ. All in all, solid - I'll be going back, especially for the French toast.
by Rachal Kampner on The French have a saying: "You can't polish a turd." As we all know, the French - on top of being largely uncircumcised and connoisseurs of hard bread and French alternative rock - have a way with words. Real lexicographers, those French folk. Can't build a reliable car or write a linear narrative, but when it comes to the witty put-down, they're world-class. Wait, what was I talking about? Oh, yeah, turd polishing. Anywho, anyone who has tried to polish a turd will know that it can't be done - a turd is a turd. And so it is with the newly-renovated Café. They've spent a lot of time and a little money fixing up the place - and to a certain extent it's paid off. The décor has more of that white-plastic iPod sleekness that's so popular with the kids these days. The lighting scheme is better and they've really opened up the bar and dance floor. Drinks are cheap (for the Castro) and don't peel the enamel off your teeth like the drinks at some other bars. But, as the French also say, a tiger can't change his stripes. With all that effort to class up the place, they still play the same, tired 92.7 "dance" music (Joey V from 92.7 was the DJ the night we were there, which helps explain it). They also have tacky soft-core porn playing on TVs throughout the bar. Really? Soft-core porn? We're still doing that? The French have one last saying (yes, they only have three): "to each his own." And in that vein I probably should leave the clientele alone. But this is a review and you didn't read this far only to have me leave out one major component. So, with apologies to the French, I give you my take on the crowd at the Café.... The Café has a following - people who have been coming back week after week for years. There's the sweaty guy in the K hole flailing about with his arms over his head, completely oblivious to any "beat." There are the guys who live their Sunday through Thursday lives for those four hours on Friday when they can take their shirts off on the dance floor. And then, of course, there are the guys who live to get out on that floor, feel that beat ...and fart up a storm. I don't know why, but the Café dance floor always smells like a Rhino is buried under the floor boards. I don't know where these people went when the bar shut down for renovations, but they're back on the Café dance floor like it was never closed. And, come to think of it, it felt that way to me, too. Same bad music, same tacky porn, new, slightly better décor. Sorry, Café, but the Castro now has better options.
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