I have a love/hate relationship with the Merc Bar. I love the ambiance, I love the scotch menu, if I were single-I would love the ladies.. or I would love it as a date bar. On the inverse side, Merc is a tad snooty. Once, I was denied enterance purely because I was wearing a hat. Now, this wasn't some meat-head sporty cap, nor was it a gangsta rag; no, it was simply one of those little military style caps with the short bill that you see all the hipsters wearing these days. Comeon folks, you're in a freakin mall, LET ME WEAR MY CAP, I'M BALDING FOR GODS SAKE!! ONLY 3 STARS FOR YOU!!!