This is a 2-part review of Lucky Devil, told from the perspective of a Seattle poker player. Cliffs to follow...
Part 1: The Game
Blinds: $1/$2, optional $5 straddle.
Time: 9pm-2am
One table, 9 seats
Cover: $1 lol
Rake: none!
I got there at 10pm and was 3rd on the list. Spent 2.5 hours drinking $4 beers and eating nachos. No guacamole, but they were $5!
The dealer was competent. He only took one break the entire time. Another player stepped in to deal for him and she was good too. Very friendly group. No major mistakes. Well, I did see him chug a beer with the table in the middle of a big hand. You'd never see that in Seattle!
No security cameras. No cash cage. No floor man. No shuffle machines. The chip runner was also the food/drink server. She was great, even as she flirted with the customers and joked with the dancers.
I got my seat at 12:30. The fishy players showed up shortly after that. Nobody embarrassed them away. In fact, some of them helped the fish fit in by playing even worse.
The music was loud. The guy in the 5 seat could not hear the dealer and I had to scream at him every time the action was on him.
Some interesting hands. Old Man Coffee played about 2 hands/hr and then suddenly decided to straddle his button. That must be why he 3-bet 8
5
and flopped a straight.
Best thing to do with that image? Limp AA and win a small pot obv. So that’s what he does.
He doesn’t make that mistake again. The poker gods give him another chance to play AA and he shoves it in preflop. I fold 6
7
. A
8
calls and gets there obv.
OMC gets AA one more time, on the last hand of the night. He shoves preflop again and backup dealer girl calls with T
J
. A lovely T
J
2
flop comes out and they decide to run the rest of the board twice. Chop-chop.
I would look at it like a home game. There is no rule book or manager in case of a controversy. If you are unknown, don’t expect a close call to go your way. Play at your own risk.
Part 2: The Dancers
After a long day of marching for women’s equality, I deserved this. Seven different girls cycled through the stage. None were terrible. Some were excellent. The star was Pixie, the birthday girl. She had strong arms, doing pull-ups and hanging upside down. If I’m going to wait 2.5 hours a for a $1/$2 seat, this is what I want to do. Genius!
The music was a mix of sonic youth, the smiths, and modern hip hop. Not your usual Def Leppard Bon Jovi nonsense you hear at the corporate clubs. The DJ just had a laptop and an ipod and I’ll repeat it was too loud. But poker is less than half their business, so we deal with it.
They all mingled with the crowd between dances. It was very chill. No pressure or haughtiness whatsoever.
Stats:
2 blondes
Color: 3 or 4 half-Asians at most
Maybe 1 without implants
0 ink-free
Attire: none!
Tl;dr this place is an idea whose time has come. I’d like to see a little more “business sense” for lack of a better term. I understand the irony; the law prevents them from acting like a business, so it has to be informal. Player protection should always be the priority. I’ll be back and next time I’ll get there early.
Last edited by wheelflush; 01-22-2017 at 11:29 PM.