We visited on a Sunday, early evening. The place is called B-52s so we were a little surprised when we walked in and everything was in Spanish. ( I grew up in Spanish Harlem in New York so that wasn't really a problem, just surprising.) We sat at the bar. Multiple televisions showed the soccer game and there were dining tables towards the back of the venue but the lighting prevented the environment from feeling cozy. We sat there for a while before we were acknowledged with a forced smile. We ordered a rum and coke and a Long Island Iced Tea. Our drinks came in small glasses (plastic) packed with ice and cost $10 each. There was a lot of foot traffic behind the bar, some of the waitresses wearing thin shirts and no bra, I suppose in an effort to encourage better tips. At one point, one of the two men that worked there made a blender drink containing egg whites. The blender was loud and used at the front of the bar directly in front of us. The drink sat there, abandoned for the next 40 minutes, while he brought in cases of beer then disappeared in the back. I watched the drink slowly separate. It was still sitting on the bar when we left. My husband and I were hoping to make this one of our weekly Night Out spots since it is so close to our house but unfortunately we did not feel particularly welcomed or excited to be there. It just wasn't the right fit for us.