by Vannessa Kolander on
Before I go into the details, let me just say that this is my first 1-star review. The breakdown: Ambience/Decor: 4/5 Vibe: 3/5 Dance Floor: 2/5 Clean: 3/5 Venue Rating: B- The venue looks like a scaled down version of a Victorian-era mansion. It is dimly lit, and provides a cozy atmosphere. It is not a big venue, and the middle-area (can't quite call it a dance floor) is small. It is really more of a lounge than a club. Not a great place if you like to dance. Also, they do not keep the bathrooms clean. Location: 4/5 Parking: 2.5/5 Wait: 2.5/5 My Convenience Rating: B- The venue is located in the prime Hollywood area. Valet parking is $20, and parking structure is $10. Don't even bother trying to look for street parking, you won't find any. Carpool. Mixed Drinks: 2.5/5 Shots: 4/5 Beer: 2.5/5 My Drinks Rating: B- The drinks are typical as with most Hollywood bars. Nothing fancy, yet expensive. They do not serve specialty cocktails, and there is not a whole lot on tap to choose from. Mixed drinks and shots are $12-$16 and beer is $6. Expect to wait anywhere between 10-20 minutes for your drinks. Waitress: 3.5/5 Bartenders: 1/5 Manager: 1/5 My Service Rating: F With the $20 cover charge, one might expect to be treated well. This is certainly not the case with the Green Door. I understand that bouncers must do their job, but once inside, you are a customer. We had reservations for the VIP area, 6 bottles, and have around 20 people in our group. After a long wait, we were squeezed in two tables, not in the VIP area. I have been to just about every bar in the Hollywood area, the service at Green Door is probably one of the worse. I will explain this later. Pros: - It's a venue to check-out for people who are new to and like to explore the Hollywood party scene. - If you're young and getting into a lot of drama and trouble is part of the experience, this is the venue for you. Cons: - Nothing upscale about this place besides the decor. - Bartenders who feel entitled to tip regardless of their attitude. - Expensive drinks. - Small dance floor. Note: One of the bartenders came to our side of the bar to start a fight with one of my friends because we decided not to tip him for his attitude. Then he tried to call security to come kick us out. We explained the incident to the security, that we were VIP customers, here to celebrate a friend's birthday, not here to start a fight. The bartender came across to the other side of the bar to start a fight with us. It was still early in the night and none of us were even close to being drunk. The security had us talk to the manager. When the manager came, the first thing he told us was "You, don't talk. My bartender talks first." He acted like a thug in a suit. After we explained our end of the story, he did not apologize. He said, "So, how do you want to settle this." Bottom Line: I will never return to this bar.
by monica s. on
To round out my week long bender, the fabulous Kathleen M stressed the importance ending my drunken descent on the right note. I was, after all, stuck in Atlanta on a layover. "Gay bar or strip club, your pick" she offered. As a product of the south, I'm lead to believe two things, Kathleen and Atlanta do not fuck around. "6 of these, half a dozen of the other. Let's do both," I reply. "Good, I'll take you where strippers go to die." What Kathleen meant was, I'll take you to see 70-year-old women shimmying their fancy things for your dollar bills. These strippers were saggy in all the wrong places in the most righteous way. On a visit to the bathroom, one of the young "dancers" was standing buck naked. She told me I was gorgeous. "No. Like girl, you are gooooooorgeous." She approached me. Do you know what it's like to have a completely naked stripper coming onto you in a bathroom at a seedy dive? No, you probably don't. It was terrifyingly awesome. If this is last stop before hell, save me a seat.