Ok, so, Star Garden. First...

Ok, so, Star Garden. First the girls. Decent enough females with great figures, pretty faces, good attitudes and surprisingly technical routines on stage. I still find it incredible how these girls can balance themselves at the top of the "pole" with no hands and one leg....and do it so effortlessly. Another positive is that there's no pretense with any of the dancers. You want to leave a dollar? Go ahead. You don't? Don't. It's all the same. No attitude. No pressure. It's the way a topless bar should be. <br>

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Now onto the bar itself. This is where the aforementioned "supplies" come into play. Star Garden brings dive bars down to another level. The term "shit hole" does a service to Star Garden. On a scale of 1 to 10 on the Andy Gump meter, Star Garden comes in at a solid 11. The decor is what I like to call the Coors Light minimal. Seriously, not too much to write home about here. Chairs, tables, floor. That's it. The bar is small, the service is good and the beer is well, beer. At some point you'll have to use the facilities. Don't say I didn't warn you. While the toilet did flush...I think...there was no handle on the faucet and no papertowels. Yeah, I know...what do I expect. I can go without papertowels...but a faucet handle? Come on. After a good five minutes of effort I did get the faucet to turn on but that's after peeling some of the skin off of my fingers. Whatever. <br>

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Star Garden is a good spot...sort of...ok, well not really. But the girls are pretty and the beer is cheap. They should just update some things and douse the place in a bleach/ 409 concoction<br>