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Category: Dance Clubs
1551 W Division St.Division (Blue)
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I came here with a group of about 10 ppl to celebrate a friend's birthday. I did my homework and Yelped the place prior to my patronage so I was preparing myself for a TERRIBLE time. But honestly, this place was decent. It's not a popular bar, it seems, since there weren't many people there. But the few that we met were pretty nice - no thugs or snooty people. Everyone was just dancing and letting it all hang loose! The bartenders were extremely friendly as well - they didn't even yell at my friend when she threw her sweater on the bar. Maybe we went on an 'off' day? Who knows.
I really like how they wipe up the bar immediately after they serve drinks, too. Their music could use a LOT of work though but some of it was decent.
You know, I've been here multiple times, and I never really thought to question myself as to why exactly I kept patronizing this place. It seems that whenever I get really drunk, I find myself here, but I've never once had an enjoyable experience at evilOlive.
This place has been dead recently, yet they still feel the need to try and charge a cover. Thankfully I was able to talk my way out of paying it, but the drinks are still overpriced, and the crowd leaves something to be desired. $4 for a PBR is insane.
The music is not very good at all and it takes way too long to get service. About the only thing this place has going for itself is that fact that it's a 5am bar and is withing walking distance to my apartment. Even with that to it's advantage, I most likely will not be back here again.
I'm conflicted on the Olive of Evil:
On the one hand, this is DEFinitely not my kinda place. Unst Unst clubby, expensive, hard to actually *talk*... you may get the idea.
On the other hand, its the kind of place that I don't mind going to after a few (read: more than a few) adult beverages, and I need to let the inner goofball hang out.
It's fun to pay too much, but then dance your caboose off. It's fun to join *that* crowd, and then renounce them the next day! It's also fun to hit the grilled kielbasa cart (that's right.... i said it!) outside when your night is done.
Evil Olive: a necessary evil. Once in a (long) while.
Rarely do I give a place one star, but my experience here was a disaster! We went for one of my friends birthday's, beers were overpriced, 2 shots of crown royal were $14, just way too much.
When I gave my bartender my card, he charged it twice!!! I had to haggle with my bank the next morning...I saw another review on here with over charging, maybe they do this often?! I tried calling the manager, he never returned my call.
Just a different crowd, horrible prices, and poor business practices. It really is an evil place.
BORING! This is such a lame "club", all super hipsters trying to be super hip. What's with the funky smell? Almost like fragrance, but with a bit of musk to it.
My friend had a birthday party here a couple of weeks ago, and even with the promise of a packed bar two hours before they opened, they wouldn't accommodate him! I mean, any other bar would open early to pack itself full of $35 wristbands. Well, this is Evil BORING Olive people. They have a reputation to uphold.
Have fun!
I wanted to update my review. My review date is August 2009. The last time I was at Evil Olive was August 2008. My review is based on the patrons and vibe that were there when I went.
I'm not sure what the draw is. I've seen people with all different tastes come here which is usually a sign that a place is good but I just don't get it. It's walking distance from me and I'd rather pass it up and go elsewhere. Just not an enjoyable vibe at all.
I only agreed to go to this pathetic excuse of an establishment only because my friend needed a wingman to follow some ladies down the street. Me being the good friend I am, I decided to throw out an assist.
After that night he should call me John Stockton because it was one hell of an assist.
1) the funky in door/out door system. Yes, it is not too hard to figure out but people make honest mistakes and apparently I wasn't the only one because the pissed off looking, wannabe thug/hippie (see: Ice, Vanilla - Failed Image Makeover and Comeback Attempts) doorman was clearly annoyed and threatened me with violence and refused to let me in. It wasn't until he saw the ladies we were with that he agreed to let us in (Note: Why I didn't just call it a night at that point is beyond me).
2) the DJ was just god awful. The entire atmosphere for even a club was pretty bad. If ACME got into the nightlife business, this would be their charter club.
3) if I wanted to hangout with jealous thugs I would go to Nick's at around 3am on a Saturday night.
4) bartenders couldn't get the drinks right although to their defense they were extremely busy and that can happen anywhere.
I may have to try this place once more on a weeknight when it's not crazy busy just to compare, but gentlemen, unless your girl is into that low-rent, meathead sub-culture I suggest adding this as a place to hang with friends only, don't bring any dates here.
This establishment is managed and bounced by SEXIST, BIGOTED, and VIOLENT JERKS.
Not that this place was ever cool as it pretends to be- or worth cover any night, but after something I witnessed happening to three of my friends last night, I will make sure to never come back again.
Female friend #1 to bouncer: Can we get in two for one tonight? We come here all the time.
Bouncer: No.
Female Friend #2: Come on, please? Other bouncers here usually let us.
Bouncer: I said no. You come here all the time? Who do you know here then?
FF #1: Well we don't actually know people by name, we just live near and come by a lot. But whatever, nevermind, we'll just pay.
Bouncer: (Ignores last part of statement). No, I want to know who you guys know here!
FF #2: Okay, we just told you we don't know anybody's names and we'd pay, but if you're going to be obnoxious then forget it, we'll leave.
The bouncer then proceeded to PUSH my friend backwards who cried out loudly (she recently tore her ACL, which is healing). After this happened, a male friend of ours stepped in saying "What the hell, man, why are you pushing a girl?"
The bouncer then told him to "fuck off" and spit in his face. This of course escalated things, ending up with the bouncer sitting on my guy friend. This scuffle prompted the manager to come out, who immediately got really loud with us. When FF #1 told him the bouncer was in the wrong, this is- word for word- what he said to her.
"I CALLED THE POLICE AND CAN'T WAIT TO SEE YOUR PRETTY ASS IN JAIL, YOU LITTLE BITCH. I KNOW YOU LOVE TO EAT PUSSY THE WAY YOU'RE STANDING. TOO BAD YOU'RE A PRETTY DYKE."
UNBELIEVABLE. My friend is not a lesbian, but regardless of her sexuality, this guy's comments are offensive and disgusting. A lot of LGBT people patronize Evil Olive, why would he want to insult her or them? He was clearly coked up or on some kind of drug, because he was jittery and had an evil glare in his eye.
Long story shortened.. the bouncer sat on my guy friend until the cops came, and the manager told them to arrest female friend #1 and guy friend. They tried to be cooperative and calmly explain what happened, but the police weren't really trying to hear it and just drove them home. Both friends have nice red indentations on their wrists today, though.
They're for sure going to file a complaint of some sort, a couple other people who witnessed this occurring were just assholes who took pictures, but a few nice ones said they would back up how ridiculously and inappropriately the bouncer and manager were acting.
One last thing, F*CK YOU EVIL OLIVE! I know a lot of people you've alienated by your employees' actions last night!
Wow. Talk about lame. One of my guys friends made me come here with him, I'm still not sure why, and this place was not my scene in a major way. Kill me before I come here again. Horrible music and annoying people. Not even the kind of annoying crowd a person can have fun making fun of. I just kept wondering why the hell I'd come here against my better judgement and I couldn't wait to leave. Damn you Dan and the nights you get to pick where we go drink! I know this review would be better if I could think of a palindrome to wittily describe how much this place blows but I just don't care.
Darn it Yelp! Why don't you have 1/2 stars. Sorry ladies & gentlemen this review is really 2.5 stars.
I came here last week because of my brother's fiance throwing a charity event for the Greater Chicago Food Depository. I thought it would be a good time--so I joined in on the fun. Well, meh, it wasn't so fun. It is totally not her fault, in fact I believe that the Evil Olive's management could have done a better job accompanying the event.
As it turns out, we were supposed to have our own "server". And yet, the server must have gotten lost while trying to find us upstairs because he/she never showed. When I went downstairs to get a couple glasses of aqua I was given a dirty look! Mmm k.
The music was overly loud. The club wasn't nearly filled to capacity, so why crank it up to 11.5? Yow-uch! Also, the pool table upstairs smelled like moldy death. Yes. Let me repeat it--moldy death. Seems as though this place needs a enema. I'm not sure if I will be able to make it back here.
Olive Oil.
If you mouth the words to this it seems like you're saying "I love you"
I eight you.
If you mouth the words to this it seems like you're saying "I hate you"
I eight you evil olive.
Not a fan.
10 bucks to hang out in what looks like an oversized basement.
Bathroom floors are always wet and the door attendant hanging outside of the door is the best at balancing a tip baket while doing nothing else. Grab a mop you "overworked" son of a biscuit!
Drinks are ok but nothing else is so unless you want to get wasted and stand around with a bunch of people trying too hard to be cool then go somewhere else.
I eight you.
This place is referred to by my friends as "The Palindrome." I've only been there on Thursday nights when they play 80s punk and New Wave. They have Red Stripe, my favorite beer. There is a big, open dance floor on the ground level, which I suppose gets crowded as it gets later or just on the weekends. There is a pool table on the upper level, along with some more booths and TVs. I'm pretty sure pool was free on Thursday. I can't think of a negative thing to say...
Evil Olive is not a hipster venue, so don't be deceived by the amateur paintings gracing its walls. It is not above blatant self-promotion, as my submitting my name on a guest list but ONCE led to being put on a weekly mailing from Willy Joy's Monday Night "Rehab" party, where they play repetitive blog house only slightly more enjoyable than the music played in the opening scenes of "Irreversible".
The crowd is unpredictable, but they are nothing if not enthusiastic--as it is a 4 am bar it draws various different "types", from a break-dancer in a skull cap willing to head-spin in a puddle of beer, to a puddle of mudd fan willing to break some skulls. If you're a marginally attractive woman, you will invariably be hit on by someone wearing hair gel--heed that warning. Many times I was entreated to join in a makeshift Soul Train line, though in circle form. Make no mistake, the patrons of the Evil Olive palindrome take queues from Dan Deacon concerts, the main one being that dance music just needs a very repetitive beat and a lot of eager conviction, to make a good time. Sometimes it works, and other times you wonder where the irony has gone as you dance with someone belonging to the next generation of Night at the Roxbury extras.
I am not one to criticize the reviews of others so why start now right. But there is nothing either EVIL or OLIVE like about this place. I've been a bunch of times and maybe because I'm not a complete asshole, I find nothing wrong with the place.
Having been a marketing director for nightclubs back in the day I understand the following:
A club that pays the hefty price for a PPA license is entitled to charge cover to offset the cost of their entertainment, live or not.
Coat check is a legal consideration meaning a "bailment" is created and $3 bucks for a my $500 coat is a reasonable charge for safe keeping.
I found the crowd quite fragrant, especially me in my Jean Paul Gaultier but those that didn't quite meet my olfactory specifications were actually people who worked in the industry all night. God bless them.
Random people making out. Random or not, good on ya!
Music: Smooches to the DJ who went from Brass Monkey to These Boots Were Made for Walking. Play whats in your heart, The mood will follow!
Drinks: Sugar Free Red Bull Yeah- and the awesome bartender who mentioned the 3 Olives was less expensive
Yeah, whiners, who yelp once a decade, get over yourself. These people are nice and not assholes. The crowd is cute and trendy and fun. Take it from a woman of a certain age, THE KIDS ARE ALL RIGHT!
And a big plus for my fundraising field trip year with George Clinton God father of (me) and Funk......we blew the fucking roof off and had dinner the next night and talked about how great the folks at Evil/Olive were.
Posers get over yourself. Every bumping grinding girl was polite when I said excuse me and you know what? The bartenders rock and the camouflage wearing bar back is a rock star. Bite me whiners, try spending one night in my life, ya might have fun!
I've had some great nights here and I've had some lame nights here.
Great nights occurred when I was plastered... lame nights occurred when I was as sober as can be. I've only been here on mondays and saturdays the crowd is alright on both days. Music decent... sometimes not.
Because its a 5am bar. Because its a few blocks from my house. Because its usually a bit more interesting than Nick's & Flatiron. Because sometimes I just wanna get molested by strange men.
That's why I go to evilOlive.
http://www.evil-olive.com/ click here, find people more self-conscious and desperate than yourself!!!!!
Find $2 beers/bar tenders that understandably hate their jobs!!!!
To be positive, if you're a reasonably attractive guy that doesn't dance like a seizing rodent, you'll probably have a fair chance at going home with one of Evil Olive's in-house floozies.
If you want to kick back and dance to music from your junior high/high school days, this place is for you. I kid, of course. I walked in and was greeted by friends and "Shoop" blaring. I immediately thought, "I love this song!" Well, you can't really dance to this song if you aren't a tad bit liquored, right? The crowd gathered around the front bar, the only one open at the time, was deceiving because the majority of the place was empty. Empty at 11:30 on a Friday night? Maybe that's why everyone was around the bar - to pass the time with some alcohol.
While we waited patiently for our drinks, we bopped to other late 80s/early 90's tunes and watched "Pulp Fiction" playing on the multiple TV screens. You know you're old when everyone else around you in the bar didn't seem to know the songs playing. Okay, maybe they weren't feeling the play list that night, but at least it was fun music.
The dance floor was crowded at least by 1 AM. It was hard maneuvering around without getting clocked in the head or the side by someone trying to do the Running Man/Roger Rabbit. Oh yeah - people watching here was very entertaining. The back bars finally opened later in the night. Overall, it wasn't a horrible night, and we had a pretty decent time.
Oh Evil Olive, how I hate you.
I have been here about six times and each time is worst than the last. We originally ended up here because my buddy lives super close to it. I'll just skip to the last two times I was here. After ponying up five bucks, I stumbled into the barely lit bar/club. It was about 2am and we didn't feel like walking to the Six Corners that night. When we got in, I proceeded to the first bar to get a drink. I'm a beer or bourbon kinda guy. Nothing about this place is cheap. I didn't order a Manhattan this time because they didn't make it right last time. So this time I ordered a Cable Car...Alas...they got it wrong again. I got a beer next because they couldn't possibly mess it up. The real crapper for the night was their retarded set up for the bar/club. If you feel like hanging out near the first bar...be warned...late at night...you will have to make your way through the minefield (aka impromtu dance floor full of creeps and sweaty bodies) to get to the bathroom. After going to the bathroom, you stumble back out into the craptastically dark minefield again. That just killed my night and I left.
The last time I came here two weeks ago, it was just a crapfest. I ended up with a bill for $128 bucks. I am fairly certain that I didn't drink that much alcohol since I was there for less than an hour. I was already intoxicated when I walked in. I am still trying to work out the charges with the credit card company. This experience was the last straw and ruined any chance of me coming back to this sucktastic craphole. I've never vowed to never step foot in places before, but there's always a first time...tag Evil Olive...you're it.
To sum it all up, there are much better choices around the neighborhood. Take your five dollars and do yourself a favor...don't set foot in this place. You're only doing yourself and everyone in your party a favor.
yuck.
never again.
Seriously, how many time do I have to hear "Push it" in one night? Too crowded to the point it's uncomfortable and claustrophobic. Drinks are overpriced and watered down. The crowd isn't what I prefer. Hipsters with iPhones and daddy's money. If that's your thing, you'll love the evil olive and it's dumb palindrome theme. They just wanna appear witty but I'm not falling for it.
"Things I do not like", by Heather M:
1. Cover charges when no live music is present.
2. $3 'Coat Check' fees.
3. Inexplicably unseasonable sweat and/or body odor.
4. People who clearly just met sloppily making out and falling over, in pairs.
5. 'Hip Hop Horray' and 'Rumpshaker'.
6. Said mid 90's musical selections played at a volume that virtually prohibits conversation.
7. Losing the person with whom I came to a 'Rumpshaker' frenzy.
8. Drinks so weak that they taste like straight corn syrup/pure mixer.
9. Artificial mixers in lieu of real juice (i.e. real cranberry juice isn't thick, strikingly fluorescent red and sweet as candy).
10. Spandex and stilettos, a la the Jersey shore.
11. Fire-hazard like overcrowding.
12. 'Axe'.
If you agree with me in not liking any of the above listed items, please, PLEASE avoid Evil Olive; thank you.
Where do I begin with this joint?
I liken it to a European discotheque with the weird crowd and the random music. On any given night, you have no idea what kind of a crowd to expect with the exception that there is always plenty of sausage to go around for all the ladies.
Do not, I repeat, DO NOT come to this place unless it is after 2 a.m. and you have already tied on a serious buzz. If you're looking for that special someone on a late-night dance floor, then this is your place.
There is a cover and the drinks are not cheap, my advice to you is to ensure that you are at least teetering on the blackout train prior to arrival.
Let's see a large empty area-granted it was a Monday night but you'd think that it'd be a little more full. The place has three bars but the largest one-with all the seating was closed. Where does that leave me and my friends? Standing at a bar uncomfortably while watching a bunch of fat hipsters 'get their dance on' to lame 80s rock tunes. Two more people came in a little after we got our drinks, bringing up the grand total to 20 people and the DJ turns the volume up to 11. THEY CAN'T CONTROL THE VOLUME OF MY VOICE! Oh wait, yes they could if they would just turn the damn dial down!
My impression of this place is that it's the worst parts of http://stuffwhitepeopl.... It's a hipster bar and I am definitely not one but crowds usually don't matter to me it was just a lame bar, with plenty of empty space for dancing but almost no place to sit down and have a conversation.
The only time I end up going to Evil Olive is when I'm drunk enough to think that it is a good idea. Which it NEVER IS.
However, Evil Olive is always a better idea than the late-night alternatives of Big City Tap or Beaumont. And the fact that it has a photo booth means that it gets an extra star. It gets another extra star for the fact that my irresponsible Evil Olive decisions have not yet led to my death.
From the moment I first enter this place, I absolutely hated the layout. This place doesn't appear to be designed with dancing in mind. There isn't a dance floor, just a place for people who do dance to feel like they're preventing people from going to the bathroom. They've somewhat improved the space so that the DJ is visible, instead of giving us the former Wizard of Oz treatment.
Normally, I'll wander in here on a Monday night, for Rehab, as the music is decent and I don't mind the crowd that is mostly old enough to legally be allowed to enter. My ears usually fancy the music in the air. The upstairs restrooms are the good ones. I always claim that I'll leave by 2, but that never happens because that's when it gets good...ish.
Oh, and never come on the weekend. A portal is opened that directly links both Cans and Evil Olive. You've been warned.
I really really want to like this place. And I kinda do. Just on certain nights, (Monday's Rehab) when there's free drinks (hosted bar, Red Stripe, Colt45, or R.I.P. Sparks) or a really good DJ or performer (Debbie Deb)
those are all my reasons to coming to Evil Olive. It has potential for other nights Im sure. I just never go. But can't really beat this place for Monday night.
the standard resident Dj's are kinda weak and predictable. You will hear Human League "Don't You Want Me" over and over. Then some early 90's party rap. They will show the same ironic movie over and over. The space to dance is kinda so-so. Lots of people walk through. Bartenders so-so. Not enough for the crowd they get.
You certainly have to be in the right mood for the "Sausage Fest Olympics- Worst pick-up line marathon"
Which was fairly entertaining!
Average 90s clubby music brought a smile to my face for bringing back some fun 90s memories- which forced me to mix apple pucker with vodka to get in the groove. But I'm not really into hearing the same song twice in any venue in one night.
Decent drinks, fairly cheap drink prices when on special. Good place to people watch if you are in the mood.
If you're drunk off your ass and you "just wanna dance," go here.
If you're almost drunk off your ass and someone else is buying your drinks, go here.
If you're even the teensiest bit sober and $7 for the smallest rum and coke on the planet still sounds a-ok with you, go here.
If you have any semblance of dignity, when 3 am rolls around and all of the decent bars close, GO THE FUCK HOME. Seriously. He's not worth it.
No parking...I liked it better when it was four. they moved the dj booth and i really like where it was placed before. I've never had the time of my life here but it's an ok space.
great place if you want douchebags to hit on your girlfriend
This shit is just despicable but I'm giving it two stars because I was able to stumble in this place in one of the worst conditions I've ever been in and no one seemed to bat an eye at the fact that my "dancing" mainly consisted of me dumping and spitting PBR on everyone around me.
Thanks for not judging me, Evil Olive.
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Okay its only 3 blocks from my condo...... Plus
Monday night Rehab with the 80s and 90s dance mix is probably the best dance mix you will get on the north side. To be honest The crowd is terribly close to being under age at times, but its cool if your in your late 20s, anything old than that and you might feel out of place.
However I do enjoy the throw back movies they play like Pee Wee's Big adventure, and pulp fiction. They are good to watch while you drink it up....and I usually find 1 or two females that can ACTUALLY dance so I like to come there for drunken fun, and to have a dance off with who evers up for the challenge.
Last Saturday I lost to two chicks but its all good...I'll be back.
Bottom line, Good drunken fun Monday nights, and who the fuck knows what will be there any other night. Don't take it or your self too seriously and it will be a good time. BTW if you know how to tip and the bar tenders get to know you, the drinks become stronger and the price gets lower...
Poor use of their space last night. The ground floor has three bars - one in the front, one in the middle, one in the back. The back portion of the bar was closed off for a bachelorette party. The middle bar was not open. The only bar serving drinks was the front bar - and they only had one bartender working! I ended up going upstairs - where there is no bar - and when I looked down on the crowd, it was clear that the bartender was waaaay behind because the entire population of the bar was jammed into the area in front of that front bar. They could use more than 1 bartender and a bar upstairs.
I don't remember if I had fun or not because my brain was swimming in booze. I think I danced. I do… Read more »
My first experience at Evil Olive was over halloween weekend and it was pretty darn weak. Even though I saw my favorite costume of the weekend there (a group of guys dressed up as the Jabbawockeez), the music sucked, unless you're looking for some hiphop tunes from your high school days. And the crowd was pretty lame too. I pretty much felt like the oldest person there and the only one not belligerently making out with some random person. Needless to say, we ditched the place and went somewhere else.
I decided to give it another chance and went on a Tuesday night which was "rock night" or something. And I have to say that I had a pretty good time. Good drink specials ($2 PBR and $3 Svedka vodka drinks). The music was good, my friends and i met some interesting, fun people and had a blast.
Hated it.
I came here on a Saturday and due to poor planning I needed to use the ladies room real bad. But I've got my priorities - first we grabbed a beer at the bar downstairs while I asked if there were any other bathrooms. The bartender told me to try upstairs - the line was short. Although the stairs were not far from us, I felt like I had to mosh my way to them. People were just standing everywhere. "Excuse me" wasn't cutting it - we had to push our way through. I get upstairs and some douche was trying to kick in the door to the men's room. I don't know what was going on?? I waited, I entered the ladies bathroom, gross. There was urine EVERYWHERE. I did my business (while my friend stood look-out, didn't want that douche barging in), we slammed our beers and that was the end of Evil Olive. Forever. No thanks.
Although they get one star for allowing me to take out my pent-up aggression on random assholes.
CT no longer hosts Rehab on Mondays. The music format drastically has changed. The crowd is unrecognizable. I'm done with Evil Olive.
Also, I was guest listed +4 and had to arrived before midnight. I arrived at 11:50 p.m. and was told the list perks ended at 11 p.m. Weak.
I'm convinced gravity is warped at Evil Olive, and I'm the only one immune. People were walking… Read more »
Horrendous bathrooms, a DJ who isn't much better, the majority of the people looked under 21 and others looked like they were still in high school.
I believe there was a bar in Lincoln Park like this which lost it's liquor license for similar reasons. Expect this to follow suit.
No. Gross.
Wait, unless you want to get scabies, then definitely go!
I'm surprised to see such Evil Olive angst from my lovely Yelpers...... I really didn't find this place to be all that bad. While out celebrating my big, bad b-day this past weekend with 'the girls', we quickly decided that the high-brow, "look at me while I lounge" atmosphere of Fulton Lounge was just not going to cut it this time. We needed to turn up the volume and fast! My only criteria were: I want a place where I can sing along to the music AND I want to dance and wiggle around like a worm without being the only one looking like a fool.
When we walked into a semi-packed Evil Olive around 11:45pm (it was apparently still a bit early for them yet) on Saturday night, Toto's 'Africa' was blaring to a house beat and 3 girls in the corner were dancing like epileptics. Ahhhh, this is going to be perfect.
Getting messy drunk on your b-bday is often a prerequisite and dancing is a necessity. I found Evil Olive to be a suitable spot for both. My martinis and shots certainly did the trick (although I agree that my martini was super heavy handed on the juice and less so on the vodka). The crowd was an odd mix of super young and older twenties, but I was there with friends so I didn't care to mix and mingle... fyi, this would not be my recommendation for trying to meet or pick up a quality fellow; I distinctly caught a whiff of Cheese a la Aqua Di Gio the moment I stepped through the door... RED FLAG numero uno.
Evil Olive serves one purpose: it will hit the spot if you're looking for a late night place to hang and get zany with your crew... tell them to turn it up for 'Dirty Diana' and go nuts with your running man. If you're looking for something low-key or high-class take a pass on this local palindrome (and it's martinis).
evilOlive is one of those places that's better when almost empty- like on a weeknight. On the weekends its packed, and not with the type that you'd expect for the area. Even LP trixies have the right to travel for a drink, so be nice... or try to, at least.
I was there on a weekend night not too long ago and had a few problems with my time spent there:
1. The bartenders acted like they were mad at people for drinking at their bar. Huffing and puffing when people ordered drinks.
2. Packed packed packed. I couldn't breathe.
3. They book the really great dj's on the weeknights.
Oh evilOlive, why? I usually love me some palindromes.
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