508 Waiakamilo Road
Honolulu, HI 96817
Honolulu County
Phone: (808) 843-1668
Fax: unknownWebsite: no website on fileEmail: no email on fileHours: unknown
Club Lao Star - About Us
No Description Available for Club Lao Star.
Website Description and Information
No Website Description Available for Club Lao Star.
by R H. on The Box O the Box lol this is a pretty weird CLUB/PLAY i must say this is a very unique Night club. With a lot of cross dressers Trans mixed with super hot girls. Drinks were great. Super tough door.
by Eugenie Acerra on It had been years since I came here, and I must say that time has been good to Bowlmor. Granted, the last time I came here I don't remember showing my ID or that there was even a velvet rope with doormen but whatever. Quite frankly, I can do without all the bells and whistles of places like this. But since this is a tourist trap and a light at the end of the (Holland) tunnel for the B&T'ers I really shouldn't complain. But let's face facts: I don't care about the glow in the dark pins, or the 2,323 TV screens or the live DJ or the signed pins by celebrities or the waitresses that look like they're on loan from 1942 Actually, i do love the waitresses because they do look like they're on loan from 1942, and they were so attentive to our group. And I liked that the lanes weren't as narrow as the lanes at Gutter, so it was rather easy for me to curve the ball. But I'm a simple man with simple needs when it comes to bowling. All I need are balls, and lots of them. Bowling balls too.
by Chad F. on This isn't about dessert products, decor, prices, or service. This is about twenty tons of smooth, indolent, granite cows. Don't get me wrong - I like Amy's Ice Cream and the yummy products they make. But I really find it difficult to apply any sophisticated indicia of culinary excellence to ice cream. It all tastes pretty good to me. More than any food I can think of, ice cream is a product for your mind; as much an exercise in mental relaxation as it is an act of caloric consumption. Ice cream is not eaten at a table, not standing up, and not on a couch. Ice cream must be eaten at one of Harold F. Clayton's five marble cow sculptures at the small Arboretum park next to this Amy's Ice Cream. And if you're going to just stand next to the cows like a sophisticated something or other you might as well just turn around and go home. Cows like this exist to be climbed upon, your arms grabbing on to their ears in a desperate hoisting effort comparable only to that one great climbing tree in your buddy's back yard when you were 11. Get comfortable atop the cow - straddle it like a bronco, lay back to back, side saddle, or whatever else you fancy. Then look across the way to another ice cream toting 9 year old scaling his own bovine Kilimanjaro and envy them. For the next five minutes you'll realize that it really isn't about the ice cream, and you'll love it. p.s. sweet cream with strawberries makes any day better
