WHITE LION
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short: I only recommend this place for the salsa dance class and dance social on Mondays hosted by Talia
long: horrible experience. I went directly from work for the free salsa dance class, and since I knew I was arriving very early, I had planned to eat and have a drink. The flyers posted on IG promoting the free salsa dance class clearly state the class starts at 7:00pm and the place opens at 5:00pm. I entered shortly after 5:00pm, after another guy entered. I had been patiently waiting outside half an hour. When we walked in, a guy (bartender Noe) asked us if we're there for the salsa class, to which we both replied yes. Then a woman (hostess Diana) that looked like she just rolled out of bed walked in past us and told us the class starts at 7 and the place opens at 6, to which I replied that I had checked online and it states the place opens at 5:00pm and that's when the attitude with stank faces and neck spasms began. I thought to myself, if she would have just given verbal attitude, I could have written it off as her just having a bad day day, but all that extra disrespectful body language and doubling down on her lying was too disrespectful to ignore. The guy immediately made efforts to diffuse the situation and accommodate me and the other guy and showed us where we could sit and gave me a menu. I seriously wanted to walk right out, which normally I would have done, but I missed out on my two favorite classes at Crunch Chelsea with Michael A to check out the free salsa dance class. To play it safe, I didn't order a drink, and I wasn't going to order food after that interaction with a staff member, but I was hungry. Noe, the bartender, is great and provides exceptional customer service. He's the guy that I mentioned earlier who did his best to resolve his coworkers' lack of professionalism and basic decent human behavior. He recommended: the smash burger; tacos; and steak sandwich. I've been eating Wayback burgers almost every day these past two weeks, so I ordered the steak sandwich. While waiting for the steak sandwich, I approached the other guy and asked him if the girl gave us attitude, I wanted to make sure it wasn't just me that had that impression, and he confirmed yes that she did but that maybe she was just having a bad day. I don't know why they call it a steak sandwich. It's a slop of crappy bacon with a side of maybe steak. I wasn't sure what that was. It was like eating chewy bacon because it was mostly bacon, and the bit of maybe steak gave it an overall chewy texture. When I was almost done with the first half, it finally occurred to me to remove the bacon, which I did as pictured, but the crappy bacon taste was so powerful that I could still taste it. So I just couldn't finish the sandwich. The location itself is beautiful and clean. The hostess Diana is a hot mess, and the owner can check the camera to see her giving stank faces and neck spasms shortly after 5:00pm on 7/14/25. The experience was so horrible that it was a torrential thunderstorm outside, and instead of waiting it out inside, I just ran to the bus stop instead. I only recommend the place for the free salsa dance class on Mondays, go elsewhere for food.