by Dan P. on
Decent Prices. My wife and I usually vacation in Detroit and when we do we stop here. Only bad thing is that their hours are random and they are never open on Sunday. Club in the basement with a sweet dance floor and underground atmosphere. I'll be back for sure.
by Irene S. on
A couple nights ago, I would have a left a review like this: Mr. (Miss?) Bartender: I sorries I demolished your olive supply. I sorries that I don't remember if you were a Mister or a Miss. I don't remembers anything else, otherwise I'd apologize for that too. Sincerely, Miss Olives But today, I'll say, hey, it pays to be "older", as in older than hey-I-just-turned-21-wooooooooooeeeeee!-*smooch*, because you get the special red carpet treatment and exclusive access to the double VIP room on the top floor. Age discrimination? Eh. I was okay with it until I figured out that there was nothing special about dancing in a warehouse box.