Trade

This past weekend was my first time visiting this club, and I truly enjoyed it. From what I remember, they have three floors, and there's an outdoor patio area. The drinks were good; the atmosphere was awesome.

Fun spot - great atmosphere, good service and good drinks! I’ll be back!

I spent a nice time inside but as soon as I headed towards the exit I realized my friend was missing. I took one step outside, When I went to turn back in to find him a man grabbed the back of my jacket and thrusted me around saying "show your id!". I understand that you want to follow rules but putting your hands on a customer in that regard is extremely disrespectful and I was so shaken I will not be returning.

Layout is great, staff is friendly and drinks are good. The main issue is this nasty air freshener they pump through. It’s still all I can smell the next morning. It’s like a hotel lobby times 50 just assaulting the senses. I had an allergy attack and needed to spend most of the evening outside in the freezing smoker’s area, which frankly smelled better than the bar.

Largely true to its dive bar roots, this little 'hole in the wall that could' bar attracts all types of groups from drag to leather and everything in between and on the sides. Super nice outdoor space.

Just stopped in for a glass of wine with a buddy who was familiar with the place. It was definitely busy in there but the vibe seemed chill. The music came from 2 large TV that played pop music videos, so that was interesting, and the wine was ok, it was a cab that I’m not familiar with, but I didn’t pay, so I can’t complain .

Based on conversations I've had with locals, I think I may have just gone on an off night, but what I read this place was and what I experienced were two very different things. I go to dive bars on a weekly basis and I can 100% state that this is not a dive bar, this is a typical, run of the mill gay bar. However, the two bartenders manning the bar were super nice and professional and kept things moving at a great pace while I was there. Upon entering I immediately saw a group of four women, who - to be fair I'm assuming - were straight, with one wearing a sash. I do not know what the sash read, but us older gays all have PTSD from that image. (Y'all know what I'm talking about. I will forever remember the sign at Swinging Richards in Atlanta that read "NO BACHELORETTE PARTIES.") It was about 10:30 on a Thursday night, and the inside was relatively empty, which I found odd, but I got a drink and then discovered everyone was outside. (I don't blame them, the weather here has been perfect.) I looked around and saw even more straight people. I think I even saw a few straight couples on the patio. Everyone seemed to be having a good time, I will say, but it just felt like a normal gay bar patio, straights aside, and it was super packed, so I bolted inside like a scared child with ADHD. (Because I'm basically a scared child with ADHD.) I sat inside for a few drinks, and during drink three while hoping that something would shift in the air and the parade of straight people and gay men that all looked the same and basically wore the same outfit would change into something more interesting, the sash girl ran onto the dance floor and her posse HAD GROWN IN SIZE. That being the last straw, I downed my drink and left into the night. (Sorry to the guy that sat down near me who might have done that to strike up a convo, it wasn't you it was sash girl.) I am going to think about that girl for a long time. I really hope she's not straight and wasn't co-opting a queer space for her own enjoyment. That's what this place did to me: it made me hope a straight girl was a lesbian.