sinclair's Review
I hit up Ménage Adult Club on a Saturday night at 22:30. Since the last review was over eighteen months ago, I wanted to see if this club was still open for business. The gravel parking lot was full. There was an $8 cover charge to get in. Sincweisers were $4. I bought a couple dancers drinks while I was there: a Ciroc mixer was $8 and a shot was $10. The music was played by a DJ and was mostly hip hop, although there were a few rock songs thrown in.
Ménage looks like a house that was gutted and turned into a strip club. Upon entering, the bar is to the right. The stage is across the room on the left wall. The stage has a single spinning pole. Densely packed chairs and tables are situated between the bar and stage. A small room in the corner of the club has three video poker machines. The interior of the strip club is cramped and smoky. I’d imagine a fire marshall would put a forty person capacity on this club. The secondhand smoke and having to bump into people just to maneuver around the floor were undesirable attributes.
Private dances take place in a small corridor in the back wall. There are two chairs back there, similar to the comfy chairs out on the main floor. There is some privacy as long as you are the only one back there. I was quoted $40 per song for a private dance, but felt there was room for negotiation on volume. Back when this place was known as Club Cabaret, extras were easy to get. Ménage is a clean club.
There were seven dancers working on Saturday night. All of the dancers were white, except for one black dancer. I graded the talent out between a 2 and a 7. In my opinion, the most attractive woman was the blue-haired, brown-eyed bartender: Trouble.
--Sinclair Dancer Sheet--
AJ: White, brunette, bit of gut, wears glasses, 4.
Bonnie: White, brunette, kind of tall, stallion body, 7.
Chloe: White, brunette, skinny, A cup breasts, lots of random tattoos, 7.
Dallas: White, over 40 years old, blonde hair, tan and leathery skin, from Alexandria, 2.
Destin: White, blonde hair, brown eyes, A cup boobs, tattoo on right side of stomach, had kid, constantly makes groaning sounds like she has Tourette syndrome. 5.5.
Leah: White, blonde hair, B cup boobs, tattoo on collar bone, 7.
There was also an African-American dancer who was a little too thick for my taste whose name I did not catch, 3.
I interacted with Bonnie. She hustled me for a drink and then ended up talking to some female customer who came into the club. The female was either a dancer not working that particular night or a friend. This kind of rubbed me the wrong way. A couple songs later, Bonnie was dancing on stage. I refused to go tip her after being ignored after buying her a drink. She sends some young patron walking over to me that says, “Bonnie wants you to come to the stage.” I just waved to her from the bar and stayed put. Next, Dallas locks me down at the bar. She is not my type, but I play along and chat with her while refusing to buy her a drink. She claims to have two degrees from LSU, yet she is way past her prime and still working as a stripper. It is time she used her degrees and got a job. I bought Chloe a shot. She pushed hard for private dances. She was my type, but I was not in the mood at $40 per song. Even for 9’s and 10’s, $40 per song is excessive.
On Mondays, private dances are discounted to $20. On Tuesdays, domestic beers and Crown Royal are $2 until midnight.
