Problem: Marquee. At the Cosmo. All fancy right? The hottest clubs for 2011 in one of the upper tier hotel at the Strip. Go in, get VIP bottle service, get the girls, dance your ass off, tip them well and they treat you well, and you have the night of your life right? No. I couldn't be more wrong with my initial perception of this god forsaken place where even satin himself will be embarrassed to take a diarrhea dump in this shit hole. And you wanna know why? Well.... where do we begin... So we went and ordered bottle vip service. Total cost of the drinks + tax + tips on the bill totaled to digits that's easily longer than a black guy's cock. We gave an additional $100 to the "host" (let's call him asshole) for showing us to our table. Oh wow he really worked for that huh? $100 in the 2 minutes he spent on walking us to our tables. Untaxed, undocumented, unreported. You know what that sounds like? Illegal immigrants. Never trust the waitresses or the waiters. Actually, this applies to all of these nightclubs in Vegas. The waitress will pour the shit out of the alcohol for you, then as soon as you put your cup down, the waiter will immediately swoop in and "clean" your cups. Each time they clean my shit, it costs us around $40 worth of alcohol that we didn't finish. Even if we put a napkin on top of it, they still take it. This "cleaning service" is more expensive than getting an Asian massage, I swear the god. So I say "No, I'll pour it myself." She gives me a dirty look. I don't give a fuck bitch, GTFO. Gave you your $400 tip, leave me the fuck alone. Never trust the bouncers. They're fucked up, they're bitches, whatever you can think of when you talk shit, that's what they are. The host (asshole) too. I'll talk more about Mr. Asshole in a bit. But first, my girl needed to bring someone back in. I asked them if I can get them, they said yes, as long as I tell them I'm from table ##. Fine, I got to the exit with the girl, another bouncer said "once you go out, you cant get back in." I told him I'm from table ## and showed him the VIP stamp, he said "i still aint going to let you in." I asked him if there's any secret code word he wants, he said "my birthday's july 17th." Ok, I take that as a sign, the girl and I go and get her friend. Walking back, he denied us. Wtf. I said "July 17th." He responded with "I dont know what you're talking about." Are you fucking serious? So the girl tells me to go stand at the re-entry line to hold the spot while she tries to talk to the bouncer. I turn to go, right when I turn, he lets the two bitches in. And they just went in without looking back. WOW. BITCHES man. I said wtf, he tells me to go to 2nd floor table service line. So I go there, and I see the host, Mr. Asshole. I said to him, "You recognize me, I tipped you $100, can you get me back in?" He looks at me, and says "Ok, hang on, let me get the other bouncer to let you in." Disappears, never comes back. Wow again. I get a text from a friend. He got kicked out. Why? Because some girl fell or something and when he tried to pick her up, she said he groped her? Wtf? The bouncer didn't even let him talk, he just listened to the girl, then permanent X on his wrist. Kicked out just like that. What. the. fuck. After 1 hour, I was eventually let back in by another bouncer. I see the July 17th bitch. Confronted him, he said "i dont even wanna talk to you." Ok fine, yes you got the "power" now, wait 5 more years, your dumbass be begging for change. Whatever. So I go back up. Wow, the elevators are closed out. We gotta use these in-case-of-emergency-fire staircase. Plain metal staircase, going up 3-5 flights. Did I mention this club is 3 floors big? Nice architect right? Poor girls with their overly high heels. I swear these heels are longer than Beiber's dick. Anyways, I have no idea how much cover charge is, but I personally paid ~$600 not including tips and tax for this shit.. this metal staircase. Luxury for the win. All in all, the bouncers, the waitresses, the host are all lying pricks at this place. Sure the first girl was a bitch too. Would I consider coming back? I'd rather go into a Chinese toilet with old Chinese men taking a shit and smoking at the same time. I'd rather yank all the hair off my balls. I'd rather masturbate while being forced to watch two girls one cup. Better yet, I'd rather fantasize myself being part of two guys one horse.
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Problem: I can't really say I like or dislike the club itself BUT I can say they really need to work on their management of their guest more. I understand it's a new club and that Kaskade was performing that night and I didn't have a ticket and was in the general admission line. I got there about 9pm and the line was fairly long as I expected. There was also a line for invited guests/VIP and also a separate line for people who bought tickets before the event. When I went into line some people were I talked to were telling me they were waiting downstairs for over an hour before someone from the hotel or club told them the actual line was upstairs on the 2nd floor. Luckily I wasn't one of those people. But I did end up waiting in line for 5 hours and I had to leave at 2am since my friends wanted to head home and they weren't with me to try and attend the event. Anyways. When I did finally leave I was about 5 feet away from the front. I noticed that there was still people in the "Ticket" line and it was longer than the general admission line at that point. I felt sad for those who payed already and they were still waiting in line at 2am to get in still. I really hope they don't treat their future guests this way. Just make sure you come in really early if you want to get in this club unless you're an invited guest. And make sure your on the 2nd floor and not the first cuz they may make you wait an hour or two before anyone tells you your on the wrong floor.
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Problem: THis is my all time favorite restaurant. I used to live 10 minutes away and ate there all of the time The food is super spicy.. spicier then I have ever had anywhere else. Fresh and service has always been great. DEFINITELY not for people who do not like it spicy! The blue corn open face enchiladas with the egg on top is what my dreams are made of! Awesome place..
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Problem: I agree with the other reviews on here that critique Crave for its slow service and disappointment with the food presentation. I too was left wondering where the waiter was and whether he forgot about us or not. My friend ordered the Gyro and it did not come with the usual toppings that you experience at other places, lettuce, feta and tzatziki. When we asked for tzatziki, it took forever for the waiter to remember we had asked for it, and we were charged for it. I did enjoy the white sangri however, which was very delightful.
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