Booby Trap
2840 Hammondville Road
Pompano Beach, FL 33069
Broward County
Phone: (954) 973-6888
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by Terrence Bazelais on
We went for the happy hour, so my review is focused on the happy hour items. With the happy hour special you can have a nice selection of appetizers and a drink and leave under $30 per person. Sadly, I was only impressed with about half of what I ate. The sake-martini had so much sake and so little vodka that I could hardly find the martini in it. Nor was I hugely impressed with the quality of the calamari. It was on the greasy side. I think my favorite was the chicken wings. If I were to get a feeling for sushi in Philly, I would definitely hit Vic's again before coming back here.
by Dan Mcaferty on
This review is a little delayed, but better late then never. A friend of mine invited me to The Compound a few Friday's ago for a performance by Teyana Taylor.  (Yes, the infamous nipple action performance)  It was a chance to check out a new spot & party in VIP with her crew.  I'm down!!  I arrived early and thought maybe I was in the wrong spot.  I have only heard of this place by radio and was surprised to see that Friday nights are "Girls of the Night" as in, lesbians & their lady friends night.  The ladies were hot even though the club wasn't very crowded.  Their outdoor areas were closed off due to heavy rain.  But the club does have a very nice ambiance to it.  The dark purple, pink hue lighting with white walls makes the club feel sexy.  They have girls in lingerie dancing kind of like go-go dancers.  It was cute if you like go-go. The VIP is a little small but separated by a glass type of railing/wall. I like how the VIP wraps around the perimeter of the club.  They do need to get better control over who's handing out VIP bands tho.  I overheard a birthday girl complaining really hard that people were claiming to be on her list for VIP and getting bands even tho they weren't on her list.  That could be an issue. The drinks were good & overpriced.  But still good.  I only needed 2 drinks & I was good.  But that's what it should be if you're paying $12 for Henn & Coke.  The music was so so.  There was a mixture & like a lot of people said, the music got better later in the night.  I believe the DJ was also playing tracks streaming from YouTube...ehh NO! Parking was free if you parked half a block away and walked back in gravel.  Not fun in heels.  But it saves you $20 from the closer lot. There doesn't seem to be much of a dress code either.  There were 2 chicks in sweats, a beater and dunks.  Maybe because it was lesbian night, I dunno.  It was pretty casual tho which could work out in both ways. Overall, I managed to have a really good time.  I'd probably try them again when it's not raining so I can see how the outdoor area really looks.
by LeSLiE W. on
This is the place we used to go at the end of the night for the after hours post party-party.  Our befriended bouncer boys would offer up some bodacious beverages to our already over-buzzed behinds and before we'd know it, it was 6 AM.  But then I got old and had to knock that shit off, plus, alliteration is stupid. It was all red-velvety with a gorgeous, long, back lit bar, great high-backed booths, alright food, and a swanky live music room.  It was posh.  And if we actually made it during regular business hours, there was always a groovy jazz band playing to entertain us while we sipped our martinis. Fast forward a few years to last night.  We went for a friend's birthday.  I walked in and felt completely disoriented. WTF happened to Bruno's?  No... seriously... WTF HAPPENED TO BRUNO'S? BAR FOOD?  BENCH SEATING?  HIP HOP?  BAD MURAL ART? THE PUSSYCAT LOUNGE FOR CHRIST'S SAKE? Yeah.  OK.  Because we needed another one of those places.  The hipsters don't have nearly enough cheesy options in this town. And here's a tip new Bruno's owner:  if you're going to go through the trouble of completely destroying one of the last bastions of cool in the Mission, at least put in some more bathrooms during the remodel.  I mean, there are three bars... at least three stalls would be good, don'tcha think? So... to endure this new Bruno's I did what every rational woman would do in a situation like this: I drank. A lot. After tiring of the front bar, we tripped ourselves upstairs to the ... I can't even say it without extreme irritation... the Pussycat Lounge.  (*sigh*).  We got to the top of the stairs and the following drunken conversation ensued: Me:  What's with the fucking gopher on the ceiling? Friend:  Leslie... it's a cat.  You know... a PUSSYCAT. Me:  OMFG.  Boyfriend?  BOYFRIEND?  (looking around frantically)  Oh.  There you are.  Get me a dr- BF:  (smiling as he hands me what he knows I need to get through this travesty) Here you are, Love. (he calls me that... it's cute, isn't it?) Me:  (relieved) Thank you Boyfriend. So we entertained ourselves with vodka and the stripper pole and the eclectic music.  We had a pole-off with some foreign gay boys and even got a little belligerent with those poor souls who dared to walk by the pole and not take a spin. "GO POLE OR GO HOME!"  we cried.  (We decided this phrase would be a fabulous t-shirt... I've got rights to this slice of brilliance so back off!) But soon we tired of  that and were reduced to sitting on the bench seating, cocktails in hand, people watching.  And then Peaches came on... Sucking' on my titties like you wanted me Calling me, all the time like Blondie Check out my chrissy behind It's fine all of the time What else is in the teaches of peaches? Like sex on the beaches, Huh? What? Huh? What? Right. Uhh Huh? What? Right. Uhh What else in the teaches of peaches? Like sex on the beaches Huh? What? Right. Uhh Fuck the pain away. Fuck the pain away Fuck the pain away. Fuck the pain away Fuck the pain away. Fuck the pain away Fuck the pain away. Fuck the pain away And that's when we decided to go home and take Peaches' advice. R.I.P. Bruno's.
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