I really wanted to like this place. It's close to my job and I'm a total metalhead. Maybe if I hadn't just come from my job (dressed as a professional) the bartender, Denise, wouldn't have ignored me for 10 minutes (in a half empty bar).
Whatever the reason was for her being the least helpful bartender I've ever encountered (by the way, how in the mother fuck does she have a job in this industry?! There are plenty of competent bartenders and waitresses in Los Angeles that give a shit about customer service). Anyways, I was forced to go to the opposite end of the bar to ask the other brunette bartender for a drink. After about 5 minutes of standing in front of her (and after she obsessively finished cleaning her glass) she finally made eye contact with me and I was able to order my glass of wine. Yea, I know, I'm drinking wine at a rock bar. Don't care. She gives me my wine in a champagne flute. WTF?!
I should have left 20 minutes ago, fuck my life. Drink my champagne flute wine and it's time to get the hell out of there. Go to close my tab. THEY GAVE MY DEBIT CARD TO SOME DRUNK GUY! Now I have to find time in my busy schedule to go get another debit card. Thanks Loaded, you guys suck!
I love laid back fun bars with great music, and used to go here years ago when it was called Tiny's. Â I'm a fan of it's new incarnation as well. Â We've been here about three times since it switched over, and had fun every time. Â First of all, the bartenders are beautiful (just a bonus of course) and they make the best Bloody Mary I have ever had. Â Yeah, I said that. Â As a girl who loves her cocktails AND making the recovery as painless as possible, I wish I had a picture of the work of art I consumed here. Â It had a bacon strip garnish if that tells you anything! Â Plus they have tater tots on the menu. Â TATER TOTS!!! Â If that doesn't sound like the perfect bar to you, well, the W is right up the street babycakes.
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