This place doesn't even unlock their front door, that is how awesome they are. It doesn't even have a freaking name according to the average passerby, because I'm pretty sure a neon sign that says "Cocktails" is all the "Branding" they need.
It's the size of a living room and reminds me of my grandparents basement, with at least twice as many drunk senior citizens. Their prices are straight out of 1986. They have a freaking pinball machine. Their jukebox makes my drunken ass scream "OhmygodthisismyFFAAAAVVVVOOORRRITTTEEsong" like 12 times a night. They have pool, darts, and Megatouch. It's like I died and went to drunk amusement heaven.
You know what else they have? Booze. And Beer. And more booze, and more beer, and lots of people who dig drinking lots of booze and beer and don't give a shit about seeing or being seen. They only thing people go to Great Escape to see is the bottom of a rocks glass, and you won't even see that very often because the bartenders are on top of their shit every single time I've been.
If they got shuffle board, I would bump them up to 5 stars. Until then, I still love them for everything they aren't.