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Zachary's Nightclub
- Price Range:
-
$$
- Accepts Credit Cards:
- Yes
- Good for Groups:
- Yes
- Wheelchair Accessible:
- No
- Music:
- DJ
- Alcohol:
- Full Bar
- Coat Check:
- Yes
2 reviews for Zachary's Nightclub
All the celebrity look-alikes are here!! Danny Glover with the turtleneck and blazer combo. Lucille Ball in Stillettos. Steven Segal with ponytail and cumberbun. HEY!! Is that George Pappard (AKA Hannibal Smith from the A-Team)??
That's right people. If you are hunting older prey, this is your spot. Married ladies looking for a little excitement for the night? Executive sugar daddy with the still unsigned Divorce papers in the car? Come on down to Zachary's! Your money is good here!
The tunes are Deborah Cox, Whitney Houston, Gloria Gaynor and Benny Bensani. All dance...all the time. Long winding staircase drops you into sunken dance floor. There are 2 bars and the barmaids are attractive...but they have to be.
Hey miss? Let's dance. What?? You don't like it when I grab your waist line to ask you to dance? How about when we slow dance to freestyle music? Don't you know the Metronome 2 step? Its easy! I've been doin it since I first heard FreeBird in high School.
Enough joking. Facts....$10 cover. Older Crowd. Dance music all night. NYC club prices at the bar. Leave your coat in the car. Come with friends...if you must. If this is your thing then enjoy it for what its worth; Lots of people that used to party hard but are now considered the old dude / chick in the club.
Many a time through my high school years, I heard of those girls and boys who had fake IDs going to Zachary's. I heard of teens going to Sweet Sixteens at Zachary's. Later on, after college, I heard of co-workers going to Zachary's.
I never planned on going to Zachary's. However, Zachary's offers free admission and a bottle of bubbly for bachelorette parties and my friend is gettin hitched, so we called, we planned, we went.
We also wound up going to the bar across the parking lot (the place is in a shopping center so you can get some Chinese food, buy a wrench, AND go dancing all within fifteen minutes) because we got there before it opened. That's a whole other story.
Then we got to Zachary's. Finally, the dance mecca of my formative years. It was nothing to crow about. It is very cliche. Neon and black light. Fake smoke. Disco ball. Sunken dance floor. Supposedly it was celebrity look alike night, but no one looked like a celebrity. In fact, everyone looked tired and in their late 40s--most of them, I'm guessing, really were both.
To save the night--we had an awesome bartender. I never got her name, but she put our bags behind the bar so we could dance and she was completely attentive. She poured our bubbly and bought us a round of shots. The DJ wasn't half bad either--he kept givin a shout out to the bride to be. Once he told her not to do it--in fact, a lot of people told her that which could be funny but was in poor taste because they were mostly serious.
Lots of fake tanned guys with their shirts open down to the third button. Shudder.
Then came the Everyone Gets Accosted time of the night when two of us had our personal space invaded within ten minutes of each other by two different guys who thought they had a green light to put their lips anywhere near our necks. No no no no no.
The bouncer? Was the other perk of the night--kept coming over to check on us; unfortunately, not during the attack of the lips. The host at the door was also very sweet and came down to check to see that the party was going well.
However, the party went well because we know how to make our own fun. The alcohol I'm sure helped the other girls, too--I was designated driver.
So pluses--convenient, free if you're getting married, awesome bartender
Minuses--Skeevy McSkeeverson, Icky Mc Ickalot, and the entire rest of the patrons there. Bleck.
I would go back only if another of my friends cordially asked me to if for some reason they needed to throw a last minute party and get free champagne and comped admission. Maybe.
ETA: My boyfriend keeps reminding me how I didn't mention him when I first wrote this. Despite the heinous crowd, I did snatch me up the only non-ickster in the place who has become my hottie hot hot boyfriend and never have I met a sweeter guy.
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