by Emi H. on It might be because it's my first time to a NYC club but this is my feedback: ~THE BIG~ *My drink tab for three drinks-$36 ~The BAD~ *Having to wait in an artificial line for 30 minutes *Finding out the place was empty when entering *$20 entry fee *Requirement of a girl for every guy to be allowed in ~AND THE UGLY~ *The few people that were in there *The bathroom *Some of the decor I admit there were a few good things like good sound system, okay ambience, and the crowd did start coming in after a while but I can't help but feel ripped off.
by Vern Homerding on I love breakfast in bed, so dinner in bed was an easy sale. Actually, I've never really had breakfast in bed, but that has only to do with my poor choice in lovers and nonetheless, I snack in my bed all the time and enjoy that well enough. Plus, the circus and snuggling are at the VERY top of my list of favorite things, so I really didn't see how Supperclub could be a bad choice. The food was as much as I expected for banquet-style serving, but sooooo plooodding. We ate our first course, a sip of soup, and then cozied up for A LONG HOUR of nothing before they announced that "we" had just participated in "Lights Out SF" and *yay* the kitchen would now be firing back up. Well geez, you could have told me that before I left the house and I would have packed a little snack and some dominoes. Then came the entertainment: some guy with a big white sheet contraption hanging from the ceiling. I thought it would be Cirque du Soleil cool and he'd climb to the top and hang upside down by one toe, and then do some magical origami to reveal him sitting in Aphrodite's oyster shell. Or whatever. Nope. This guy just flailed around under his bedding for ten minutes. He looked like my cat trying to escape from under the linen when I'm making my bed. Or maybe a retarded KKK rally. (Well, technically they're all retarded, but I am trying to paint a picture here.) At 11pm, we had one course to go and were still hungry, but we were bored and just over it and ready to leave. Plus, they changed the lights pink just before each new course was brought out and it had me salivating like a Pavlovian dog. All I wanted was the check. $280!! WTF?!?! I have a bed and I have food and I have sheets and I have nipples - why are you charging me so much for yours?!?!? This was a sick joke. You got me, Supperclub. http://www.cleanscores...
