1006 Dundalk Avenue
Baltimore, MD 21224
Baltimore City County
Phone: (410) 633-6223
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by Lorrie Robaina on Owned and operated by South Philly trash and lit up like a shitty traveling carnival attraction, going to Geno's is through-and-through a bad experience. The way the employees seem to resent their customers for bothering them by patronizing their establishment, and especially the obese man/woman character who slices the bread for the sandwiches complete the carnie vibe. I'd give the food a C-, and definitely not worth the $9 or whatever it is they charge now. For my two cents, it is better than Pat's, whose meat I find to be dry and undigestible. To be sure, you will get a better steak from ANY other sandwich shop in Philly (besides Pat's) or any other city for that matter. There is something humbling about going to Geno's. Usually when I'm there it's at an hour when most decent people are asleep (Geno's is open 24hrs). You get into a long line with money in hand, for fear of not being prepared to get out of the cashier's sight the moment they shove your overpriced pile of meat in your hand. Then there's the ridiculous streamlined ordering system (the "wiz wit or witout" shit) which I suppose originated naturally by regulars, but now feels contrived because it is mandatory. I want to gag sometimes when I hear myself say it. You slink off, happy to be out of eye-shot of the miserable people making sandwiches inside. Then there's Mr. Geno's steaks himself, Joey Vento. A real-life Jed Clampett, Mr. Vento comes off as a lovable lug who made it big. He seems like a nice guy, aside from his divisive political views which he has no qualms about sharing. That doesn't bother me. I imagine that if Jed Clampett went on a racist tirade about terrorists and Middle Eastern Oil, he'd be forgiven on the grounds of being a rich, overindulged rube, too. Yet another aspect of Geno's that is in bad taste is the police and firefighter theme. Being a person who hates cops, and ESPECIALLY over-the-top, tasteless pandering, this really gets me. There is a giant plaque of Daniel Faulkner's surly mug (cop who was allegedly killed by Mumia Abu Jamal 30 years ago) right out front. As if this wasn't enough to dissuade anyone from going to Geno's, consider the case of the gentleman who was beaten up by Geno's goons after discovering meat delivered surreptitiously in the middle of the night was labeled as coming from some South American country from a year previous. Granted, he got beaten up for keying Geno's Hummer, but he discovered year old meat from a different continent all the same. Go America
by April Cogdill on "Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger (When I'm in need) But she ain't messin' wit no broke Niggaz (She steal me money) Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger (When I'm in need) But she ain't messin' wit no broke Niggaz(I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head get down (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head get down (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head get down (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head get down" That's all What I could think when I got in. Bunch of Hefners wannabe driving down with their Rolls Royce car with their Schauffer, Must have Money to get in. Negativity - No photography allowed - $8 bucks for bottle of water. - Bouncers were mean - Must know someone to get you in. Positive - DJ puts his awesome songs - Decor is awesome (Gold skulls are Gold chains where the attention) Maybe I'll give it a try another day and see if might be a different crowd.
by David H. on The rumors about Rumor being extremely expensive and overcrowded are true (note to self: great corny line to start the review off). If you really think about it, there's not much good to say about this place. I was about to pay $25 just to get in there! Luckily, I went with a savvy group that was on the guest list, so I snuck in for $15. We came a little early, so it was dead in there. I decided to do first rounds with a buddy of mine. Two jack and cokes. $24. Plus tip. $27. HOLY SMOKES. We stuck to beers for the rest of the night. A little more reasonably priced at 7 a pop. The place is small and extremely over capacitated. Claustrophobics need not come to this place. So why then, do I give this place 3 stars instead of its seemingly deserving 1 or 2 stars? The stunningly gorgeous women that come in. The DJ spinning adrenaline fueled Euro trash techno by the minute. Those two reasons alone are enough to rock my world. Despite blowing a hundred bucks and being forced to drink Corona's all night, I had myself an awesome time! Rumor is definitely worth checking out if you have the cash. Remember: you can't put a price on good times. So assuming you are a guy, wear your best guido shirt, slick the hair back, douse yourself in cologne, and unleash your caged party animal. And if you're a girl.. stop complaining about your high heels, I'm no longer interested.
