Walked in w bf after 5 days in BA and not having been to any gay identified place. It was billed as only early gay bar with a burns onda. The twink bartender deigned to take our order in the midst of flirting with a couple of 20 somethings. The owner/manager seemed nicer. We got our drinks and remained invisible to the bartender, who was busy munching peanuts behind the bar, never offering any to us, as is the custom in "normal" BA bars. Eventually, though we only lingered for 2 drinks, one of the bartender's objects of desire was behind the bar on what must have been a computer. After a period of chit chat between them, broken only by my jarring request (that's how it was viewed) for another drink, the object's bf or friend came over to see what was up. They chatted away as my friend got a second drink and tried futally to make some conversation. Didn't matter that it fell flat. We had scoped out the place as dull and boring. Unfortunately the dueno doesn't see much beyond the smoothe face of the twink he hired and didn't seem to notice that customer service (yes we were paying guests, among the other 6 or so persons who were there) was abysmal. Too bad. We won't return. Apparently it's not such a hot spot amongst others either in the early evening, as the only gay bar with a "happy hour." Usually more than polite, I walked out without a word as my bf paid. Twinkie bartender didn't notice anyway. Suerte, you'll need it.
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