* Erroneously posted under ChickN'Deli (the previous name).*
Holy CRAP. This was the most memorable cougar bar I've ever been to.
Thought it would be funny to drop in with some friends after reading the reviews here, but instead of just funny- we got astounding. Shocking, even.
This is what happens when you go out everynight for 50 years. You look terrible. There was a 70year old man on the dance floor trying to pick up. So many busted out old ladies. When you say to me "THIS is THE cougar bar" - I'm thinking it is full of women like the moms on the OC. Well this is more like the moms of Trailer Park Boys. At one point this lady started dancing in front of three of us (who were at the edge of the dancefloor) for about 30 seconds. Real goofy dance. We're trying not to laugh (since we are gentlemen) and all of a sudden she stops - and quickly walks away. All of a sudden WHAM! The foulest odour we would smell all week. That's right, it was a classic Dance, Fart, and Dart (DFD). We had to leave after that.
Bottles of Blue were 6$, not great - but so worth it when you're trying to clean the taste that should not be tasted out of your mouth.
Wow.