35096 West USHighway 20-26
Powder River, WY 82648
Natrona County
Phone: (307) 237-6764
Fax: unknownWebsite: no website on fileEmail: no email on fileHours: unknown
by Mairead N. on This place is so-sooo cool! We had just come from a late dinner in SoHo and were walking down the street when we saw a crowd of people on the footpath and while we were walking by a guy started talking to us and asked if we wanted to go in..no problemo...NICE!!! I felt a little bad skipping the queue, I'm Irish, skipping queues in Dublin would get you a slap of an old lady's handbag across the head for your cheeky ways, so I'm always in "queue compliance" even in the US!! I said to the guy..."hey, thank you, that was nice of you" and he said....." hey when you're a hot shorty with long legs and sick eyes, you belong here"....OMFG!!! I said thank you but it took me a minute to figure out if it was a compliment or not.....my ribs hurt and I had to dry the tears from my eyes from laughing!!. I mean why couldn't he have said, ...I like your legs and your eyes are beautiful...how hard is this? Either way, this guy was sweet and made me laugh my bum off. Nevertheless, I took my long legs and sick eyes to the bar and got a drink, which, after 2 glasses of Merlot at dinner, this martini tasted amazing, the drinks are expensive but I expected nothing less really. The skulls..they look so beautiful on the walls and they are all over the place, the decor is cool, sophisticated and sexy, If you don't feel HOT walking into this place then once you get inside, you will!! The crowd was so much fun and very friendly. No creepy lurkers or staring stalker types standing in the background. The DJ was brilliant and not one interruption or one bad song :-) I was missing a really good friend of mine and was wishing he was with me on this night, he would have had a blast but it's amazing how music can make you feel better, right? I danced for two hours straight and by the end of the night I had no clue what language I was trying to converse in. My feet were so sore for the next two days and my face hurt from laughing so much. We left at around 2am which was perfect and went to a dive bar on the recommendation of my friend and we closed that place!!! I'm still recovering ;-) I'll be back here for sure.
by Derek Stvrestil on Jake, you're ok to me. Diverse music = good pool table in the back = good (even though I'm not as good) fun times with family & friends = awesome free drinks from the tall white dude hitting on me = priceless. The End.
by Fredrick Brooking on The absurdly delicious burgers here do well to reconcile the awkward, uncomfortable seating. Prior to actually masticating your foodstuffs though, the anticipation makes you all the more cognizant of the random strangers' elbows bumping yours. I haven't had much luck with Delux drinks; fortunately my mouth was so busy orgasming after sweet potato fries, I didn't have much time to ruminate over my shitty lemon drop martini. After the fact of course, I decided that the drink tasted like a melted Safeway-brand lemonade popsicle with a hint of rubbing alcohol. I should have gone with any one of the awesome beers offered. The service makes me feel slightly unwelcome and a bit in the way. The central seating is a prime spot to get jostled by the clipped paces of busy servers. Sometimes they apologize; other times, they're probably so used to running over everything in their path, that they don't even notice when they've accosted you. But God, those fucking burgers. When all is said and done, the burgers make the bruises all better.
