Scores Gentlemen’s Club Savannah

If you have nothing to do and 5 dollars to spend (at least during the weekday and not during special events) this is a barely bearable place to get beer and see some ok looking dancers. It’s hit or miss with the dancers, most have a bad case of poo belly but some are decent. The dances are way too much for half nude, at $ 30 a pop for a 3 min song it’s hardly worth it.
Uhh the location is pretty funny, hidden in output of the smelly industrial paper plants is where this place calls home.
People seem to like the food here but from the the way it looks, substandard fried things.
Overall not worth it if you can make it to Temptations in Hardeeville SC, which is only about 5 miles from Scores. Temptations is full nude byob, a bit more cover but full nude at least. Take this with a grain of salt though because the reviewer is from ATL where the real clubs are.

Probably the worst establishment that I have been to. Went here for «lunch», and they must have had the D team working. I would have payed to not see anything… except maybe the bar tender. If you enjoy watching walruses at feeding time step right in .
On the upside… beer is cold.

Mind you this review isn’t for prudish ears but those of Foodish ones. For Foodies will venture where the great food is no matter what. It is simply our nature and The Golden Foodie Rule. So please continue reading Foodies and for others please move on to safer grounds. Let me begin with saying, there’s this odd syndrome in Savannah. «Strip Clubs» all feel like they’re sitting around waiting for something to happen. Its an unspoken and uneasy quiet that you can cut with a knife. They all act as if T&A and a door that swings on hinges both ways is all that it takes to be a «success.» So often they’re poorly themed, peculiar «managers» and door people who don’t seem to have a philosophy or a clue in result. We’ll skip the moody bar staff and dancer scene which are largely as inconsistent. In effect, none of the clubs seem to ever gut up, gun out or run with the ball of what they have and to me, that’s an odd business philosophy if you can even call it one. In conclusion, in Savannah, less the physical addresses, very little difference or stand out between any of them. Ah, but one has a secret weapon and is why we’re really here. In a chef. And he’s a man. Yup. No, he doesn’t cook in stilettos or wear pastie or anything weird. He just turns out killer gourmet and basic continental foods. Shifting utensils for a moment, it is interesting to note that years ago, middle of the day, a family with young children in tow, drove up to me in a station wagon and actually asked for directions to Uncle Harry’s as someone had told them the place had good food. I’m pretty sure the inquiring father didn’t see my brain trying to find logic for what he was asking me or noted my eating my tongue as I tried to find the words. If there weren’t hidden cameras nearby that day, there gosh darn should have been. The ghost of Alan Funt smiled over this situation regardless. When I regained speech, I spared this variety of the Griswolds the truth about it being a strip club and politely commented, «I think they may have meant somewhere else,» and pointed them somewhere more family oriented. But here’s the skinny today — Uncle Harry’s has not just good food, but awesome. And the chef by skills and style alone, could put most «fine dining» jockeys to shame and turn there faces virgin red. His name is Chris Russell and I don’t know much about him except he’s brilliant at what he does. He also serves up what he does with a kind of gentleman farmer ease and humble grace, that also defies the environment. He’s humble about its greatness, if just because, well, let’s just say for all of the culinary virtues he possesses, he knows its hard to compete with the main stage. Honestly, if not for him, it is unlikely I’d have taken time with this review and for all of the obvious reasons. But because of Russell’s gifts, I was COMPELLED as a Foodie faithful. He deserves to be noted and celebrated and also promoted and supported more by the club. The facts that there aren’t some devoted, clean feeling dining tables, or that Russell’s face isn’t on or discussed in advertising? The club is short selling one of its biggest talents. Russell’s food is a mindblower for any critique or gastronomique. But yes, you will have to «suffer» the surroundings in order to eat it. But here’s the upside. One, you can typically eat here later than other establishments. If you just happen to enjoy the female form in various states of dance & undressed, it could behoove thee to Foodie spree here routinely. That said, let it be known, the burgers & steak are what you would find at a Ruth Chris or upscale meat & graze joint. I will go out on a limb and say that the blackened shrimp I’ve now eaten 3 times here served with sweet potato purée — The best I’ve ever had in any restaurant anywhere. My favorite personal moment was this past Thanksgiving (Shhhhhh…I know, I know, long story!). My day compelled me to find something late & last minute, and I had not eaten all day. It was a weeknight and most things Foodie worthy not open. And then I remembered Russell’s blackened shrimp! I called and discovered an impossible thing & twas’ proof that sometimes joy and happiness are found in places unexpected — he was offering a free buffet and all you had to pay was the cover charge at the club! Best $ 10 I ever spent. My date and I arrived and discovered that this gorgeous array of food had not been well advertised and there was plenty. Christmas had come early and it was called Thanksgiving at Harry’s. From the savvy mac n’cheese (gruyère & Vermont no less), corn pudding to casseroles various, a pecan pie that nailed the dinner, we laughed like orphans who had raided the mansion’s fridge for a night! It was too good to be true that this was happening but indeed it was and did. So my friends, if you want something more decadent both in your evening out as well as your palate? Uncle Harry’s be thy name. Tell’em the Foodie Agent 008 sent ya!

This may be a gentlemen’s club, but I’m usually here for the food which is excellent. Whether it’s the lunch specials (yes, they have lunch specials) or dinner (which you need to be here for by 11 PM for because the kitchen closes promptly at 11:45) I always enjoy my meals here. Drinks are good too. My favorites are the lemon pepper wings, shrimp basket with fries and the Ciroc peach with orange juice. The entertainers and waitresses are beautiful and work hard for the their money and they treat the customers right.