Lynn B.
Yelp
First time visiting, and called ahead to understand the process as Roaring Social is marketed as a speakeasy. What was shared over the phone varied from what we were told when attempting to gain entry. After speaking to the manager, we were able to enter even though they were booked. Glad that he accommodated us, but unfortunate that the staff member over the phone would not share the same details for entry that the manager and bouncer did. It's never good when a manager has to be contacted to assist. Both the bouncer and manager were pleasant, but the misinformation was off-putting.
After heading downstairs, like you'd expect at a speakeasy, you speak into the phone or to staff member with the appropriate verbiage to enter the bar. Well welcome to the roaring 20s.
The bar and wait staff are dressed circa 1920s, and so we're a few guests. The live band was great - singing well-known R&B hits from the 80s-now.
The drinks were great - I had the Purple Lady and Bell Bottom, which was enough, unless I wanted to feel the effect of a third drink the next day.
Although the area was packed, we found a few seats at the bar. After speaking to the hostess regarding the empty couches along the wall, we were told they were reserved. However, she told us if any tables became available (tables are first-come, first-served, and all completely occupied) she'd come get us. Not even ten minutes later, did she appear at the end of the bar to let us know she had a table, right up front near the band -- so appreciated that level of service.
Ordered the meatballs, which I incorrectly assumed would be from Sorella Vicina upstairs at The Hamilton; they were not. The meatballs were hard; similar to what you'd expect if the meat was overworked during mixing. The patio and mozzarella flatbread with chicken was much better.
There wasn't much room on the dance floor to dance with all the patrons who were there dancing. Not a bad thing for the band, which showed how much everyone was enjoying the music, but bad when your table is on the edge of the dance floor, and you either get bumped repeatedly or have a drink spilled on you.
Now that we better understand the rules for entry, layout, etc., we'd return. It was a fun night where my husband and my friend's husband were able to enjoy the football games on the huge TVs at the bar, while also enjoying the band.