"Leave in the review 'you will get laid if you come here'" said the bartender to his colleague, discussing SEO and how google reviews don't matter unless you leave a Hot Take in the review itself.
Which is what I'll do, moreso just share the experience.
It's great to enjoy a venue that has Coors on tap and leans into it's Americana. It's all good, it's all reasonable in price for what you expect in the CBD.
Especially enjoyed the daiquiri's on offer. Bartender didn't enjoy an obviously queer IT guy saying "oh I'm comfortable in my masculinity enough to order a few". After replying with "well I didn't think you were but now that you've said it" (to me holding up my right hand like Blanche from The Golden Girls) he ended up going on this weirdly serious tangent about how (basically) drinks don't have gender attached to them and anyone can enjoy whatever drink. Which, yes, slay, but by god man... Take a moment to actually use your eyes and engage the customer and you might catch a whiff of irony when I say such a thing. You weren't busy my man, it's not illegal to engage and ask a question or two. But I had to eventually reconcile that fact in 20 seconds with the contradiction of the progressiveness of "drinks have no gender attached to them" and "YEAH YOU WILL GET LAID IS A GREAT THING TO SAY ON A REVIEW FOR A PLACE". Sure, men coming into the joint will feel entitled to women and it makes the environment a helluva lot less safer for them, but at least it's not gay to drink a daiquiri.
The far bathroom on the left is designed in such a way that there's sfa space between the bathroom sink and the door. If you go to close the door (so you can lock it) don't keep your hand on the door - it will wedge between the sink and bruise your knuckle.
Absolutely stoked for the designer of that particular room, you would've been great at The Sims 3.
5 stars in spirit, 4 stars cos of the Aldi version of Le Corbusier who designed the far bathroom door + sink combo. I can see the inherent artistic value in your expression of "everybody who makes sure a door is closed should have their finger jammed against the sink".
Sorry, bit of a tangent there, I meant to say COME HERE AND U WILL GET LAID...
Read moreFat Angel blew me away! I’ve been meaning to get here for the past three years, and it was absolutely worth the wait. Having worked in the USA, the flavours of both the food and beer brought back such strong memories that I genuinely felt a bit emotional.
I was warmly welcomed by Caitlin behind the bar—she was fantastic. Her energy, friendliness, and attentive service reminded me of classic American hospitality at its best.
Whoever’s running the kitchen clearly knows their way around American flavours—no doubt they’ve spent time stateside!
The house lager has a surprisingly authentic American taste—almost like it’s organic? Whatever the secret is, it works.
The Philly cheesesteak was a standout. Personally, I’d love about 20% more cheese and maybe a slightly cheaper variety to really replicate that classic Pat’s Philli Streak vibe.
Even the tucked-away alley location added to the charm, giving off real American dive bar/sports bar energy.
Keep up the incredible work—I’ll...
Read moreEnded up at this bar after a good few hours at Brooklyn Standard. Vibe was quieter, ordered an old fashioned and was met with nothing but attitude and sass from the Barman when we ordered the cocktail. We asked if that was ok, and he asserted with “well there won’t be a garnish” but I’ll make it, “I’m a mixologist”! I asked him what bourbon he used and he snapped back… we have makers mark or buffalotrace….. we opted for buffalo trace… Seeing as we felt like a old fashioned we went with it, a little taken aback with the attitude seeing as we were asking politely, then proceeded to be witness to the making of an old fashioned cocktail…. And charged $57 for the privilege…..it was watery, half measures and just left us with a bad taste in our mouth. If this sounds like something you’d fancy you would be well taken care of here. Unfortunately it tarnished our evening and I would not...
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