This place is dead to me. Â If there are only a few people in the bar you should be OK, but if they are jammin' and busy expect to be treated like dirt. Â You could spend $1000's of dollars here and be known by name, but when the owner is stressed out and overwhelmed you can expect the staff to be as well. Â The estrogen level goes up and all of the women synchronize being pissed off. Â You get your food thrown at you and asking for another beer is akin to asking for a mountain to be moved.
Be sure to "reserve" your table ahead of time for a big event! Â It's a fancy service that Pine Valley provides. Â If you don't reserve and you "accidentally" sit in a reserved area, the owner will come out and tell you to get the hell out of the reserved table after you have been sitting there for a half hour. Â Then the party that reserved the table starts trickling in 2 hours after their appointed time. Â Then you find out that they are the owner's friends and even though you patronize her bar, you are meaningless in the long run. Â
Be sure to come in on "karaoke" night where you can watch that little guy lip-sync all of the songs. Â
Bottom line is that membership has its privileges and if you aren't a "member" then you might as well stay at home. Too much estrogen too.
I'm not a wine guy, I like it... But I don't know it. Â I just drink what's handed to me. Â I'd go into my spiel about how I pick a wine but that's not what I'm hear to talk about. I'm here to talk about Clever Bottle, a nice little spot. Â Because it's small though, I'm kind of afraid of it being packed to the rafters....
So I won't tell you about how friendly the bartender (and I think owner is).
I won't mention how I came in wearing a John Woo t-shirt and was treated with respect.
I won't even touch on how tasty the special beverages were, nor will I say how they were reasonably priced.
I'm not saying anything about how inviting and clean it is in here.
Nope, not saying anything about that stuff at all.