Yes it smells like popcorn. But do you expect a gay bar to smell like popcorn? Not really. Vomit? Possibly. Bad cologne? Definitely. Sin? Almost certainly. But not popcorn. That being said, it's kinda cool. Who doesn't like popcorn? Popcorn and beer is a real winner, though I'd think twice before garnishing my appletini with it. And I know that many of the patrons want to maintain their girlish figure. I went on karaoke night. And apparently, gay karaoke isn't like regular karaoke. Everyone sings like they're on American Idol. And they do it well. I don't think I've ever heard "Rent" sung at a karaoke bar before, but here it was great. I almost felt like I was on Broadway. And they had started selling popcorn. But even with the unsettling karaoke experience, I really liked this place. It had a neighborhood bar feel to it. Like everyone there knew each other. The patio was nice, even if it is crammed into the back end of a strip mall and the only view is a jamba juice. It's hard to find, but that just weeds out the scenester queens who only come to see and be seen. Bottom line: want to hang out with some friends and have a good time? This is the place. Want to cruise for a 19 year old twinkie? Find someplace else.
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positive