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| - Went there with my ex 4 months ago. We booked the reservations through his oh so mighty M-Life services. He was trying to impress me so he told me about how he gets comps and first class services with his blue card or whatever. Anyway, screw him. The hostess was gorgeous. Blonde & super friendly. Our table wasn't ready yet so we sat at the bar and enjoyed Happy Hour.
The bar had like 6 people. Bartender was a smart-a$$ and thought he was the shit. Took him forever to serve us while he leaned on the cash register typing forever! Wasn't hot or anything but what a sweaty son of a bitch! Took him a while to give us a menu. Didn't like his attitude.
The 2nd guy was hella cool. He was funny, attentive to our drinks, water glasses and food. He made me a great drink with Chili's. Brought the bread out for us and even offered us passes for the Dance lounge later on. Cute guy with an accent & beautiful smile. His jokes were hilarious. Wish I took him home instead of my ex. Close...
The hot rocks and Carpaccio (sp) were amazing. We saved some room and after Happy Hour was over, we sat down for our dinner. I think at 7, the blonde turned into a Brunette. She's the one who walked us to our table. Super nice. Gave us menu's and chit-chatted for a while.
He enjoyed the steak with the big bone. Had he offered me a bite of it, I would write a review. But he didn't. The salmon was tasty, had a bed of a salad that was so well seasoned & sauced. Our server was very wine knowledgeable and after one bottle, we tried the cucumber martini. Their Martinis are the best. Wish I had the recipes.
Manager was nice. Came over and said hi, cleared a few plates and was actually the one who opened the wine. Not sure if he has a twin but his presence was surely felt all the time. Banana smores were amazing and after all this, we stumbled to the exit.
I think he paid $20 for my all u can drink and our friends joined us later as we danced through the night. More Morphing. The asshole bartender dude had turned into a gorgeous chic bartender. Funny guy was still there working his ass off. Both served fast. DJ Finea$$ or something had me dancing all night. We sat at a reserved table and they were nice about it.
I would definitely go back there, this time ALONE or with a group of girlfriends. Don't feel so bad about my short dress pulling up coz that one waitress ass was out every time she bent over.
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