Intimo Martini Bar

Intimo is one of my go to date spots in the burbs. It has a trendy, lounge setting, and there's usually never a wait for a table. They have tons of martinis, literally something for everyone. The best part is that they show which brand of alcohol they use in the drink, and they don't overcharge for premium spirits. The best martinis I've had are the prickly pear and the almond joy. Most of the others were just okay, some of them are a little too sweet for my liking.

They offer a few appetizers, but don't waste the money, the cheese plate was a joke with cubed cheese and crackers. Also, they seriously need to update their seasonal martinis list. Just because it feels like december, doesn't mean it still is.

Keep piling them in. 2 bar tenders, 1 waitress = no service. We got our initial drinks. Then waited for another one. After that I figured if we ever wanted to get out of this place, I would have to go get the check myself. When I went to the bar, the bar tender had her boy friend standing there getting his drinks for free and annoying the customers for bothering his date? Then she proceeded to sniff the caps of three martini shakers that she just made because he confused her with his dashing good looks. Ack! Sorry that I am so old and I don't belong in this twenty something bar, and all I want to do is complain. But us dinosaurs actually have cash and I did leave a 12 dollar tip on 48 bucks of misery. She asked if I wanted change? I asked if she was a Democrat?

First visit was just for a quick drink and I was driving so I just had a beer. My mom (we ended her 60th bday celebration here) ordered a cosmo and loved it! My boyfriend ordered the dirty girl scout and still talks about it to this day. He's a sucker for sweets, as am I.

Second visit was for drinks with my girlfriend, we spent a few hours here. The drinks are all delicious and filled to the rim! The downfall of this visit was getting my martini spilled all over me when the waitress shook it up table-side. I was drenched in Pomegranate martini. The waitress apologized profusely, my drink was comped, and the bar owner offered to pay for any dry cleaning. My only complaint? The waitress kept taking away the towel, so I couldn't finish drying up as much as possible from my seat.

The "club" side of this place is not my cup of tea, so I stick with the martini bar.