Jar 10 — Restaurant in Nashville-Davidson

Nestled in the heart of Nashville's vibrant nightlife scene, Jar Cocktail Club promises an unforgettable experience, and it certainly delivered for our bachelorette party.

Arriving late into the night, we were admittedly a bit anxious about finding a spot for our group of 15 ladies. To our relief, the accommodating staff at Jar Cocktail Club not only managed to squeeze us in but also secured a prime section and a bottle for us to kick off the festivities.

From the moment we stepped inside, the atmosphere was electric. The club exuded a lively energy, with pulsating music and stylish decor setting the stage for an epic night ahead. Whether you're seeking a laid-back evening or ready to dance the night away, Jar Cocktail Club caters to all tastes.

As the night unfolded, we found ourselves immersed in laughter, dancing, and endless toasts to the bride-to-be. The cocktails were expertly crafted, each sip a burst of flavor that tantalized the taste buds and kept the party in full swing.

What truly set Jar Cocktail Club apart was its exceptional service. Despite the late hour and our sizable group, the staff remained attentive and accommodating throughout the night, ensuring that our every need was met with a smile.

Reflecting on our bachelorette weekend, it's clear that Jar Cocktail Club played a pivotal role in making it an unforgettable celebration. From the welcoming ambiance to the impeccable service, every aspect of our experience exceeded expectations.

Without a doubt, I will eagerly return to Jar Cocktail Club on my next visit to Nashville. Whether you're planning a bachelorette party or simply looking for a night out on the town, this establishment is a must-visit destination for anyone craving an extraordinary nightlife experience. Cheers to Jar Cocktail Club for a night we'll...

We had reservations at 3:00 PM Saturday today. We got there a reservations gonna be found luckily I saved the screenshot. We had to wait for them to find a table that was like around 315 almost 320 when we got seated we were supposed to get the $60 unlimited brunch. We didn’t get unlimited. They forgot to bring some of our items. We only got one mimosa flavor until we asked for another flavor and when we asked for another flavor, we was told that it ended at four, but we didn’t get seated till 315 320 and we told them we didn’t even get half of the food that we were supposed to get and then when we asked for certain items, we was told that the brunch was over And that the waiters said she had to go back there and beg the kitchen to give the food that they did give us we didn’t get to get seconds of what we wanted. They basically threw some stuff together and brung us what they wanted us to have. So we only had two spoonfuls of shrimp and grits one chicken tender one waffle one pizza fish one chicken that went with the waffle. We had one biscuit for $70 and some change we should have left full but we didn’t. There was no way we should’ve had to pay Full price for what we had or there should’ve been a second option available for us. The money was not the issue. We have ate at butterfly garden before it moved in with jar 10 and we loved it. We love the experience. It was well worth the money but today’s experience I would never go back People that came with my party. It was their first time coming and they would never come back. we were really upset with the service and how we were...

I was in town for work and looking for a place that could serve as both a solid dinner spot and somewhere to truly unwind, what I found was far beyond anything I could've imagined. From the moment I walked in, I knew this wasn’t just dinner, it was a full-blown cultural event, a sensory overload in the best possible way.

Let’s talk drinks first: the tequila tower? Game. Changer. It was the perfect portion for our whole table, one majestic, communal fountain of joy.

The music? Impeccable. At one point, Project Pat came through the speakers like a prophet from Memphis himself, and when I tell you “Gon' pop the lock big booty hoppin” echoed in my soul, I mean it blessed me. And to make things even better, the booty was in fact popping. Let’s just say the dress code turned heads, raised eyebrows, and had us all texting our friends “you gotta see this place.” Unexpected? Yes. Inappropriate? Not at all. It was part of the show and believe me, it was a show.

As if the energy wasn’t already electric, one of the TVs was playing Sister Act II,. Watching Lauryn Hill and the gang hit “Joyful, Joyful” while sipping tequila, devouring pasta, and blowing fat watermelon flavored hookah clouds. I genuinely ascended.

The food was fire. Most of our table went for the Louisiana pasta, and it was everything I didn’t know I needed. Creamy, spicy, soulful… it brought the bayou to our table and left no taste bud untouched.

10/10 I will be back, hopefully for...