Hmmmmm🧐🤔 Where to begin? So much to be said about this place… For starters-the bouncers! Super sexy, muscular dudes and very friendly. They definitely add a safety vibe to the place. First time patroning a restaurant with bouncers. Should have given me a clue about what I was walking into. Sooo, I was here to meet up with my girls. Having the semi annual girls night. We were booked for a party of 12. Ofcourse, there were the usual stragglers despite tricking them into getting there a whole half hour earlier. Ricardo’s had us booked for 5:30 but since the majority didn’t get in until 6ish, we were set up at a make shift spot. My guess is that they over book in the event, one party pulls out they don’t lose the money. No problem with that. All about clocking dollars. Unfortunately, the space was tight and not convenient for all parties to converse. Not ideal but not a deal breaker. As the night wore on, shit started getting “real interesting.” For one, as you enter, you have to make your way through a sea of dudes. I mean full on body contact. It was the exact same thing exiting too. In fact, I had to wait a few minutes for people to make their way out of the door. Once we were seated, it was on and popping. Where do I start. The floors-were straight up ICKY STICKY!!! I could hear and feel my shoes pulling with each step from whatever had spilled and semi-dried. The menu, felt as if it were literally taken from a table from patrons who had just ordered right before I received it. Had to wipe the greasy film off of it. Again, another red flag BUT I’m not one to abandon ship before I get the full experience. I like that there was a nearby door, however, I noticed it wasn’t labeled “exit.” Always looking for an escape plan in the event something pops off. Besides, where I was seated was too far to make it to the front entrance. I knew what I wanted before I even got there. We selected from the pre-fixed menu. I chose the skirt steak and and potatoes. I order a watermelon cocktail-a pinky something. Here’s when it went all the way left for me. For one, the waiter brought the plates and each person had to pass the plates to each other. The steak tasted as if it was drowned in garlic powder. I LOVE garlic but this was over powering and I am not a picky eater AT ALL. The potatoes tasted as if they were over microwaved but semi edible. How can you screw up a salad? The salad was submerged in vinegar with a hint of olive oil. The drinks though…🤦🏾‍♀️🤦🏾‍♀️🤦🏾‍♀️ The waitress sits all of the drinks down on one end of the table, and proceeds to leave. Immediately, my sister stops her and asks her, which is which. She makes an effort to tell us as she picks two or three of them up, looks at them and takes a few guesses. Must have gotten overwhelming for her because she eventually gave up, walked away, hands in the air, mumbling, “I don’t know.” And guess what, we had to pass the drinks down to each other AGAIN!!!” To add insult to injury, one of my sisters does not even drink, two of them ordered the same drink but one was virgin and the other was not. Thank goodness the one who ordered the virgin wasn’t on the wagon. We, the patrons had to figure it out!!! Where they do that at?! The drinks were straight up, DISAPPOINTING!!! And that says a lot coming from a straight no chaser tequila drinker. There was all bottom shelf liquor, it wasn’t even the liquor that was advertised either. Tasted like a mush mosh of alcohol, a few ounces of juice and a few pieces of ice. I have no problem paying good money for a quality drink. I paid $18 for trash. At that point I was just done. The one saving grace was the music. Whoever was handling that-was on point. I do like that where I was sitting it was a diverse crowd. Asian, Caucasian, a woman and her family celebrating her 80th birthday and a few gay couples. I highly recommend this place to anyone in their 20s, 30s or 40s or if you’re looking to hook up. If you prefer a more quiet intamate spot, this is not the place for you.