too quick a visit - the jury is out - I shall return

The quest continues to find a club which I might find comfortable enough to call my new 'home club'.

Faithful readers will recall that I decided to ditch my previous haunt because of what one might call 'quality control issues' on the entertainment side of the ledger. As we all can agree, different strokes for different folks, but my particular taste for - shall we say the 'non-thick' (to be diplomatic) - is a long-standing, undoubtedly hormonally-based preference as well as being rooted in any other factor one might want to consider.

Admittedly, as I age I become more picky and perhaps harder to please. My criteria for a club are tempered as well by an increasing intolerance for smoke as well as the general vibe of the place. Although - criterion #1 being entertainment and what turns me on in that domain.

Dear reader - apologies for the long-winded introduction to a very simple report of a rather quick visit on a Friday afternoon earlier this month to this downriver club that generally gets reviewed as the sort of neighborhood place I might actually want to frequent - hence my trek to this part of the downriver community.