Let's keep things simple today.
Start with ice-cold beer, add some homegrown rock talent on the stage... and maybe a few moose heads thrown in for good measure.
Sounds a lot like a good old-fashioned watering hole...
Introducing the Buckhead Saloon, a rambunctious new den of unrefined glory risen from the ashes of the old Rio Grande space, soft-open now for your everyday drinking pleasure.
You won't find any cocktail menus here, nor will you be offered bottle service or a liquid nitrogen Nutella-tini. But what you will find is an unhinged bar, with plenty of free-flowing booze—and a giant dance floor to take it out on. After you make your way past the aforementioned moose head (whose antlers are strangely lingerie-free, for the moment), make a right and you'll find yourself in a little hunting lodge of a lounge, complete with dark leather couches, flat-screens and a massive stone fireplace.
Out in the main room, you'll find the standard bar fare (like the Buck-Up Beef Dip and, of course, Fried Pickles) until 10pm, after which time the tables are removed, the band tunes up, and your night begins. Oh, and in case you were wondering, the monster of a patio has been kept intact, and every Sunday it will be the site of a beach-themed party with a Bloody Mary bar, a pool (inflatable still counts) and plenty of bikini-clad revelers to fill it.
All saloons should have pools.
Start with ice-cold beer, add some homegrown rock talent on the stage... and maybe a few moose heads thrown in for good measure.
Sounds a lot like a good old-fashioned watering hole...
Introducing the Buckhead Saloon, a rambunctious new den of unrefined glory risen from the ashes of the old Rio Grande space, soft-open now for your everyday drinking pleasure.
You won't find any cocktail menus here, nor will you be offered bottle service or a liquid nitrogen Nutella-tini. But what you will find is an unhinged bar, with plenty of free-flowing booze—and a giant dance floor to take it out on. After you make your way past the aforementioned moose head (whose antlers are strangely lingerie-free, for the moment), make a right and you'll find yourself in a little hunting lodge of a lounge, complete with dark leather couches, flat-screens and a massive stone fireplace.
Out in the main room, you'll find the standard bar fare (like the Buck-Up Beef Dip and, of course, Fried Pickles) until 10pm, after which time the tables are removed, the band tunes up, and your night begins. Oh, and in case you were wondering, the monster of a patio has been kept intact, and every Sunday it will be the site of a beach-themed party with a Bloody Mary bar, a pool (inflatable still counts) and plenty of bikini-clad revelers to fill it.
All saloons should have pools.