The French Maid

It’s been years since I’ve been here but it’s good to see that the place is in top-​notch condition (for a strip joint). It doesn’t feel like a sleezy place like many clubs of this nature.
My biggest complaint is that my friend and I never got the drinks we ordered. A few minutes after we ordered, my brother ordered a round and it came in no time. Clearly the waitress forgot about our order.
Beyond the entertainment on stage there was some good entertainment outside as we were leaving. A group of guys had been kicked out for being too intoxicated plus one of them looked like he had already taken a punch in the face. They were randomly swearing at the tops of thier lungs at no one inparticular. I think it was meant for the bouncers, but they had long gone back inside.

The French Maid Speakeasy is like the Thunderdome of gentlemen’s clubs. The inside is cavernous and done up like a Chicago speakeasy, hence the name. The few times I’ve been here I’ve been liquored to the gills, so I can tell you from experience that the steps down to the «Showroom» pose an ever increasing risk as the night wears on. But «wearing on» is not the order of the day at the Speakeasy. It’s ladies taking what they are wearing off, and as such establishments go, it does a fine job. The joint is clean and safe, the service is friendly, and shows run regularly.