C B.
Google
I’m a Miami local, born and raised, and have lived in the Grove for 15 years. I tried walking in with my husband today, and the blonde British “doorman” gave us full LIV-style attitude. After he turned away what seemed like underage guys, I lightly touched the door handle, and he came out yelling at me to “wait my turn” — despite the fact that I was the only other person there.
My husband mentioned that we had friends inside, and the doorman made him go in alone to point them out, then locked the door behind him, leaving me outside by myself. When my husband came back to get me, the doorman told him that if he stepped outside he wouldn’t be allowed back in, literally holding the door in his face. All of this happened within two minutes of us arriving.
It was an unnecessarily dramatic experience for a brand-new bar. We were casually trying to walk in, and this guy acted like it was some exclusive, high-end club we were “lucky” to approach. I genuinely try to support small local businesses — I’m a local myself — but this was wild. Unfortunately, I wouldn’t go back