While I was at The Cuff, a member of our party remarked that every gay bar anywhere in the world looks exactly the same. I will leave this commenter anonymous -- except that his name is Alan and he lives in Vancouver BC, and he once had the audacity to order half-fries/half-salad with his meal in the U.S. (to which our no-nonsense server responded that she'd be "laughed out of the kitchen" if she tried submitting that).
He was exaggerating, of course, but not by that much. And that seems a bit of shame, doesn't it? For all the cliches about decorating, entertaining, etc. etc., gay bars themselves (not counting the people who populate them) usually don't have much personality. There's the leather-theme stuff, the standard techno/dance-floor stuff, and a lot of black walls and floors, and red rope light. There are a few exceptions of course, but by and large there aren't many times you step into a gay bar and think, wow, what a cool, unexpected sort of place. That seems like it should happen more often.
I was introduced to Woody's by some folks I at a "Drinking Liberally" meeting that I stumbled upon in another bar. While the interior is the same boring decor and the cocktails are uncreative, there is a large patio with lots of plush, semi-veiled seating areas that provide it some pleasant and unusual character.
3710 N Oracle Rd., Tucson, AZ 85705 - (520) 292-6702
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