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    Lesbi-honest

    This place is the shits. No matter hoe sober or drunk you may be, this place delivers to the fullest.

    It is the greatest dive on top of an old bar that the North Kansas City has ever established   PERIOD

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    Plain old gross greasy spoon.  I went once in 7 years of living there and never set foot into that dump again.  I could go another 7 years and not miss this place.

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    I have stopped in here 2 days in a row while getting my car worked on across the street.. I enjoyed my bowl of cheese grits and the never ending cup of coffee. This place reminds me of the dinner I frequented while spending summers with my grandparents. They have daile specials that change weekly and everything you would expect in a dinner.

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    I'll try and keep this short:

    Seriously, upon stepping into this place you might as well have heard the record needle screeching off the album.

    I guess if you're not a regular, then expect to be treated like an outsider. And I'm a respectful and polite Midwestern boy. But 'f' me for patronizing your local business, right?

    The younger waitress who seated us was unpleasant and forgot our silverware.

    My breakfast was lousy: oily eggs, tough hashbrowns, and flour-y tasting gravy on the biscuits and gravy.

    The Wednesday special is "Hot Beef & Salad". So beware.

    I don't know what the lounge is like, but the rest of the place is dumpy.

    The food might have been inexpensive, but it also tasted cheap. Won't be returning.

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    I have eaten at Marcy's on many occasions over the past ten years have have always found the food to be tasty and inexpensive.  Marcy's is very much an old-style bar and grill with the diner upstairs and bar downstairs.  The menu has standard meat and potatoes types of dishes including hamburgers, port tenderloins, steaks, meat-loaf and fried chicken.  They also have a variety of delicious home made pies.  The breakfast menu includes standard egg dishes, waffles, pancakes, etc. The atmosphere is friendly and service is good.  There are many regulars at this restaurant who enjoy its country style ambiance, home style cooking, friendly atmosphere, and low prices.  This is definitely a working man type diner and bar and is unpretentious in decor.  It is in my opinion worth a try if you want to eat on the cheap.  It is a great meal for the price.  There is a country music band that plays in the downstairs bar some evenings.

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    Marcy's:

    Have you ever found yourself in the dirty part of Gladstone, MO ( anywhere south of Englewood Rd, really) and found that your sodium levels weren't up to par for the day? That your cholesterol level was only 'dangerous' but not 'please consult physician?' I haven't. And you know why? Because I know all about Marcy's.

    There's a trifecta of terror that occurs within a 300-yard radius on the corners of Antioch and Vivion. On the northernmost point is Wetherbee's, a gay bar. Don't go here unless you are gay, or you're a straight person looking for a relaxing evening with friends.

    To the west of Wetherbee's is Hayes Hamburgers, a small, smelly diner that's been around since 1890 or so.

    To the south and east is Marcy's Lounge. Marcy's is tucked in between an auto parts store and a tax preparing service that advertises to customers by having a transient (probable) murderer dance around in a Statue of Liberty costume. Don't get your taxes done here. Go to Marcy's and get a cheeseburger instead.

    Marcy's and Hayes are like my Uncles, Tommy and Randy, respectively.

    See, Tommy is fatter. He's got more problems and he's partially composed of domestic draught beer. He's not romanticized in anyway yet he somehow manages to attract trashy, toothless women.  He wears overalls with no undershirt, unscrews beer caps using his teeth and wears trucker hats un-ironically. He is Marcy's.

    Randy is smaller, quieter and more fun. After a few beers, he's your friend and you're happy to see him. He's more pleasant to be around, but make no mistake: he's still no Patrick Swayze... He's missing some teeth, he smells like stale cigarette smoke and fried foods and he watches a lot of professional wrestling. He is Hayes.

    Marcy's wins because I'm an inherently cheap person and you can get like, a 12-course meal for $10. Seriously. You want a cheeseburger? Some fries? A burrito with everything? Some biscuits and gravy? A cinnamon roll? A side of cottage cheese? Cool. $10. That's why it's really good to hang out here after drinking. Because when you're drunk, a peanut butter and egg milkshake with a side of ketchup might sound good. And they can hook you up. For $10.

    I guess what I'm trying to say is that I've never spent more than $10 here (not including tip) and left in any condition other than gut-bustingly satisfied. And sick. Oh man, this stuff'll run through you like Jackie Joyner Kersey.

    It's pretty romantic, too.

    I started eating here with my fiancée in the early days of our courtship. I don't know if it was the sassy waitresses or the nicotine stained walls but something obviously worked.

    I guess what I'm REALLY trying to say is that you should go to Marcy's if you want to make an honest lady out of the whore you've been casually banging for a few months.

    I'm glad I cleared that up.

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    Spoiler alert. If you are in a hurry, you don't have to read this, just go to the lounge downstairs and get shitty.

    That being said... I thought it would be funny, to me at least, to review a place I've been to once. Did I mention I was three sheets to the wind on the evening in question? I was. Did I also mention it was like 8 years ago? It was. So this will be more like recalling a dream than something I would be comfortable with testifying in court to.

    When I lived in Gladstone with some buddies from high school, we would sometimes go to this gay bar called Weatherbee's. None of us are gay-not that there's anything wrong with that-it was just a fun place. Also I would always get a couple shots purchased for me by strange men. So that's cool. One night we decided to change it up and went about half a block east of N Antioch rd and checked out the lounge in the basement of Marcy's. How midwest is that anyway? Upstairs is a family diner, and downstairs (what restaurants have a downstairs suitable for business, not just storage?),a run down bar.

    If you're into scuzzy, dimly lit dive bars, and I mean DIVE bars, I'm not talking about spots like Buzzard Beach that are dirty, hipster dive bars, I mean like "should I be in here?" dive bars, check it out. I don't think there is any reason to really question your safety here, it just reminds me of the furniture you see in thrift stores, and you think, "who needs to save $5 so bad that they would buy this when there's a perfectly good couch right next to it that's not that much more money?". In this scenario, Buzzard, or Dave's Stagecoach are the slightly more expensive couches at the thrift store, they're nicer, but still thrift store furniture. Seriously, it was like I was in some lost scene from Urban Cowboy. I think the bartender was some old relic with a cowboy shirt that he wore with not a hint of irony and I'd like to think that he had a cowboy hat on to boot. For some reason I remember the bartender being similar to Bob, the owner of Bob's Country Bunker, from the Blues Brothers. This place is a lost world. It was decorated in the early eighties to the taste of blue collar Claycomo Ford plant workers and they will not let it go. The popcorn machine was a cool touch though. Again, I liked this place. I think I liked this place. I just felt like one drunken night of it was enough. So if you're sick of The Newsroom, Che Charlies, or happen to be North of the River check it out.

    Side note, my sister lives about two blocks from this place and goes to the diner upstairs with her kids whenever she's in the mood for indigestion and a quick and cheap cleansing of her innards. She has three kids, so even though Hayes Hamburgers ( see my review of that place, it rules!) is just a half a block west of this place, there just isn't room in Hayes for a party of five. I've eaten in the diner too, and it was pretty good, but for real, go downstairs, at least once. It's kind of like the running of the bulls. Not everyone has the balls to do it. : )

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    Marcy's has the best lounge in KC, hands down!!!

    This place does not except credit cards.  They also do not serve "just water."  We went for lunch on a Friday and brought the mean age in the place down to about 63.  The decor is of a poorly aged diner.  The walls are covered in a dark wood panel, with the longest one sporting the Marcy's Wall of Fame.  By Wall of Fame, they mean pictures of really old country singers and John Wayne.  There are also three dot-matrix print-outs displaying the wall as famous.

    The menu is standard diner stuff...breakfast and stuff cooked on a griddle.  Three out of four of us got the cheeseburger basket.  The burger was not bad, someone said it had the consistency of a sausage patty...the fries suck.  I ordered a corn dog on the side, which came with a bag of chips as an added bonus.  The fourth at our lunch ordered the "Hot Burger," which more closely resembled a Hot Karl.  It's basically a burger on toast, cut in half with mashed potatoes placed in the middle.  They then cover it in gravy.  There was more gravy on his plate than I have consumed in this and 3 of my previous lives combined.

    While waiting for our order to arrive, an elderly man sitting by himself hacked up a nice loogie.

    The service was actually pretty great.  Our waitress was the picture of efficiency.  She even warned me to make sure I didn't get the giant greasy piece of wax paper sticking up from my meal on my shirt.  She then came over and moved it for me in case I was a mongoloid.

    There is a staircase going down right when you walk in, right next to the claw machine.  Apparently that is the lounge and where karaoke is held.  The outside has some lovely white plastic furniture where you can enjoy a smoke.  When my co-worker started to slow his car down to turn into the parking lot, I hit the back of his seat and screamed "don't stop."  Now the only thing that won't stop is the rumbling in my bowels.

    Get drunk or old before you eat at Marcy's.

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