My younger sister Sarah and her boyfriend Tom graduated yesterday so of course we were going to go out. They're theater majors and Tom is like... a classically trained singer. He's obsessed with karaoke and begged to go to Dino's last night (5/12/12)
Walking in, I couldn't breathe and my eyes were burning. It smells like cigarettes, parmesan cheese and dog mess in here. I was breathing through my ponytail which was covering my nose and mouth so I didn't choke. It was FOUL.
Tom wanted to play pool. Somebody had stolen the cue ball and there were no replacements available so he ended up playing a janky game on a pool table that had a huge vomit-looking stain on it.
I couldn't get over the smell. It was choking me. There was black and white porn from what looked like the 1950's-60's playing by the bar. That's just trashy and unnecessary; very off-putting.
Tons of tatted up girls with gauges and too-tight clothes were gyrating on each other to off-tune karaoke, with cigarettes hanging off their fingers. My sister and I just hoped that Tom's song would come up soon so we could leave.
His song came on, he freaking blew the roof off of the place, girls swooned and we left. My hair smelled like it was a Medusa wig made of stale, used, wet cigarettes. It was the worst smell ever. When I went to the Venetian to pick up my car, I tried to clean up in the bathroom. I washed the ends of my hair and my arms, trying to get rid of any of that awful smell. Sarah and I immediately drove home with the windows down, and threw our clothes in the shower so they wouldn't smell up the house... Dino's was that freaking smokey.
This place needs a good scrubbing and better ventilation before I could ever up the rating.