Jeffrey S.
Yelp
Okay, where do I start? Don't even think of setting foot in here unless you pay for a VIP table. There's literally no place to sit and standing room is very tight as this place gets packed. And if you get a VIP table, be prepared to pay in ADVANCE. There are no checks because you fork over your credit card or cash before you're even shown to your table. If Saturday night wasn't Latin night, it sure as hell felt like it as the music was exclusively...well...Latin.
One of my pet peeves is a DJ who feels the need to scream stupid shit over the music. If this bothers you, I warn you to stay away as the guy last night literally didn't shut up for 20 seconds. There was a bachelorette party and he must have said, whatever her name was, Girl you're getting married! 30 times. Not 5, not 10 but 30, maybe more. I guess he felt the need to remind her in case her veil and commemorative t-shirt wearing girlfriends weren't sufficient enough. And birthdays, forget about it. The list was repeated over and over and over and over and over and over (add a bunch more overs to this) and over again.
In case you're feeling down or that your life needs reason, the plethora of TV screens toggle between pictures of food, pictures of the place reminding you to hashtag them across the cyber universe, lists of their promotions and inspirational sayings like "Life Is Short. Make Sure You Make It Count", whatever the hell that means. Shit like that. You get the point.
Worth mentioning is that the trek to the bathroom can be excruciating. Our table was across the dance floor and it would take us literally 10 minutes to wade through the crowd. I kinda think another bathroom or two might help, especially since the wait for the ladies room could exceed 20 minutes.
Parking here is also tedious with an understaffed valet and way too long lines to both drop off your car and to pick it up. I suggest paying the extra $15 and going for a VIP spot so you don't have to wait.
Anyway, while this place seems wildly popular, it will be a cold day in hell before I go back. My ears are still ringing and I can't get the sound of "GIRL, YOU'RE GETTING MARRIED!!!!' out of my head. Ugh.