
The Grill was the most densely packed that I'd ever seen it. The phrases "madhouse" and "blatant fire code violation" describe it pretty well.
The room packed with post college grads and booming 80's rock music performed by a very talented and entertaining cover band whose name escaped me. The big hair wigs themselves where worth the cover. And so was the knock out blond who danced on stage. Not so much her brunette friend, whose dancing looked like a seizure attack.