Birthday Bust with no Babes to Borrow

After finally accepting that Club Fantasy just isn't coming back, I decided to check out the LA Grand. I was hopeful I'd be able to get my grind and grab on after having it evaporate for a couple of years. I arrived to the club a little later than I had planned. Shot for 10pm but got there at 10:30pm due to a Uber fuck up. I walked up a flight of stairs - instead of down into the dark weirdness of CF - to the front counter, which is off to the left of a fairly open and bright lobby. A hallway snakes off to the right for the restrooms, the doors to which were lit as brightly as the lobby. Paid the $10 fee to get in and checked out the head. It was pretty clean and frankly I wondered how people were even there. It looked nearly unused. I believe the rates for the girls was $16 for 15 minutes of dancing. If only I could've confirmed that for myself.

I crossed back through the bright lobby into the cave like bar area. In there, it was a familiar site that you'd know if you've ever been to another LA hostess club. A bunch lone wolf dudes standing around trying to look like they're doing something when there's very little to do. Sipping coffee and waiting for their girl to come out of hiding. There's a pool table crammed into the fairly small L shaped lurking area but I didn't the the vibe that I could just walk up and join a game. The bar area, where they served the standard non-alcoholic bevs like coffee, water and red bull, was lit by a couple of spotlights and otherwise is pretty dim. In front of the bar was an empty bench where the girls shoulda been. Ultimately that was the problem with this place.

Around the corner from the bench is the entrance to the dance area. Dark but open doorway with blacked out plexiglass covering the rest of the wall. You just cannot see in to there at all. In any case, I stayed for 45 minutes and they were pretty painful. I saw two girls clock out and one girl leave the dance floor and immediately get swooped up by a familiar patron. Newbies have zero chance here, at least on a Saturday night. The women I clocked seemed like early thirties mami types. You're in luck if that's your vibe but I saw no trace of the college age cuties I used to dance with back in 2019. Too bad but this one was an L for me. I've been told I went at the wrong time but I think I would have to hear solid intel about genuine good times before I gave this place another shot.