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Worst Doorman in Dallas!. the doorman at this bar is one of the worst in Dallas! He just refused service to 25 sober adults (30+ age range) and INSULTED every women in our party!
Gun Point Robberies. Gun Point Robberies, Car Jackings & Beatings on parking lot
THE BEST BAR IN THE WORLD EVERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!. The bar has most definitely changed my whole perspective on bars. It's the coolest, funnest place in the whole of the States. I have traveled all around the States and have yet to find a bar quite like this. Everyone is so friendly, from the doorman to the staff and to the clientele. There's something here for everyone regardless of your orientation. Drinks are cheap and strong and the juke box is legendary. If you can't deal with the gay scene and trannies you should come here to broaden your mind (that's directed at you Dallasgirl2-get over yourself!) Personally, I think the staff are great-friendly and very generous with their measures. The atmosphere is like none other. This place is in a league of its own. If you come here once, you'll definitely become a regular!…
Watch it..
I would be careful about the "people watching", lest your natural interest and curiosity about people of all kinds
is considered "staring" and you are singled out as a "newbie", and I suppose, some kind of rube.
There is a definite cliqueishness about the place, but that's to be expected. But if they want to continue to recruit new regulars, and they may not, in fact, care, they should ease up on insulting people they don't know anything
about. I have been friends with trannies, gay men and women since before one particular young bartender was born.
Aside from that, the drinks are fine, and while the inside is crowded on a busy night, there is plenty of outdoor space, weather permitting.…
The Grapevine will change your life, seriously..
If you want to know why the bathroom lines are so long, ask the large Hispanic man standing by the pool table. The way I see it, minus the free and discounted drinks, the 12 hours of free jukebox
music that I talked the jukebox repairman in to, and saving me from a really bad relationship by bringing out the worst in people- The Grapevine still owes me about $4,500 for rehab.
homosexuals? Yes. Trannies? Sure. People who would ordinarily make you repeatedly press the panic button on your key fob? For Sure. In droves.
I will probably never darken The Grapevine's doorstep again, but not because it didn't serve as my home away from home for many years. Not because I don't remember it with fondness. I'm just ready to pass the grapefruit and vodka to someone else. Someone younger, who knows more Brittney Spears lyrics- who still has hope- hope that she can solve the World's problems while her bare thighs rest on dirty velvet upholstery, hope that the adorable hairdresser she met at the bar will actually meet her for brunch, hope that maybe, someday she could have a really awesome wedding reception on the roof top.…
