153 South Florida Street
Mobile, AL 36606
Mobile County
Phone: (251) 471-2311
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by Bruna P. on I don't know if I'm lucky but I had soooo much fun the three times that I went there last week (yes, three times) people are nice, music is good and there are some cute guys (ok not too many, but some). It's not a big place, so you should definitely get a table if you are in a big group!!
by Natalia Mallin on I decided to give myself a 5-day waiting period before reviewing this place - just to see if is still despised it as much as I did Friday night... Yep - I still hate this place. Greatest Bar really encompasses all the worst qualities in a bar. I was here with a group as part of a private party on the 4th floor - the event was well organized by the host, SBS. I was presented tickets for 2 free drinks and free Chipotle - so I was in a pretty good mood at this point. Until I try to redeem my drink tickets. I hate it when the bartenders are rude when you use a free drink ticket. Even though I was still tipping, she still acted like it was a total inconvenience for her to remove the cap from a bottle of beer and hand it to me in exchange for money. New Flash: that's your job honey! At this point we decided to grab a table, mostly to stash my messenger bag and several layers of clothes that I had removed as the temperature was increasing rapidly. I decided to try my luck with a waitress instead of the bartender, but was once again disappointed. I had grabbed a menu off our table and we were checking out the food and beer selection. We ordered food, and tried to order more drinks - but was informed that 2/3 of the beer they had on the menu, they didn't actually have. Also, I would have to go to a different floor if I wanted a tap beer. Next, one of the staff came around and closed the few windows that were not already bolted shut - as if it wasn't hot enough. Did I mention we were on the 4th floor, heat rises, you do the math. As the temperature rose so did the volume of the music, every time a new song started it was louder than the last - increasing to the pain threshold, making it nearly impossible to chat with friends. The "DJ" was on a different floor than us, making it impossible for him to regulate the volume on our floor. It may have also been the worst DJ I have heard in Boston - playing tired songs and generic mixes that he downloaded from LimeWire, probably 3 years ago. Next I'll tell you about the window incident that Roni alluded to. Did I mention that it was hot? I couple of the girls in our group, sweaty after dancing, decided to open the window that the bouncer had closed earlier in the night. I watch them open the window and slide it up to the point that the top falls out of the track. It starts to fall forward and I step in to prevent disaster. I wrestle the window and manage to get it untangled from the curtains, but before I can get it back in its track, I am attacked by Meat Head the bouncer. He grabs me and tells me to let go of the window; had I let go, it would have resulted in either the window crashing to the floor, or plummeting 4 stories to the sidewalk on Friend St. I calmly explain to him the situation and that I had stepped in to help. He proceeded to call me a liar, accuse me a breaking the window, and telling me I was going to have to pay for it! That's when I realized, I was done with this place. I tell my friend was leaving, and she convinced me to stay just until midnight, and that we would leave after the piñata. Of course midnight rolls around and the Greatest Bar Manager told the organizers that they changed their mind and would not allow them to break a piñata in the bar. No fault of SBS, but I was pretty disappointed with the party at Greatest Bar. At least I've got a free burrito to show for it!
by Maritza Naquin on You have alot of room to dance, damn near every song they play is the jam (you know, where everyone goes, "aww shit, this is the jam!"), you can actually hear your friends, and! (pause for effect) there's an actual working japanese hot tub by the dance floor. Yes, girls will jump into it. Yes, they will dance in the water. And yes, it's awesome. I'm not done! The place is beautiful, perfect for wandering around with drunken abandon, from the classy looking bar to the stone-floored "greenhouse" (finally you can have a smoke "outside" in the middle of winter), to one of the many couches or fireplace nooks, or up the metal staircase past the wicked couture giant lantern chandelier to the dancefloor, where all tha womens are shakin' their tailfeathers. And no cover. Seriously? I'm a fan.
