Not Bad, But There Really Aren't Any Other Options In Columbia Anymore

When I arrived about 8:30 p.m. there were a good number of cars in the parking lot, and a couple of bouncer looking guys hanging round outside smoking cigarettes. When I got to the door, one of them asked me if I had a mask. I pulled it out of my back pocket, it showed it to him, and asked him if I needed to wear it. He said yes, unless I was sitting at a table.

I put on the mask and went inside. There is an anteroom where the door girl checks your temperature and ID (no scan), but there was no cover charge. The club is pretty big, with two stages, one opposite the door, and one further back toward the right wall. Only the first stage near the door was in use when I got there. The bar is along the left wall. There were tables with chairs pushed up against the bar, and a plexiglass shield was hanging across the bar. There were signs on the plexiglass saying not to stand at the bar and to take a seat to order a drink.

I took a seat at a table near the front stage. It took about 10 minutes for a waitress to come over so I could order a $4.50 domestic beer. After that, service was pretty decent and the waitresses checked on my regularly.