Last Call: Wednesday, December 14, 2005
Bikiniís Sports Bar & Grill
827 N Main, FW. 817-334-7960.

Popís Safari Cigars & Fine Wines
2929 Morton St, Ste A, FW. 817-334-0563.
Sports? Check. Babes? Check. Awesomeness? Absolutely.

Hereís a Clubland niche you never knew needed filling until now: a sports bar with dancing girls. The concept makes so much sense my head hurts.

On North Main Street, in a spacious room formerly occupied by the Latin teen dance club La Teen Oís, Bikiniís Sports Bar & Grill celebrates the Neanderthal in all of us without coming on like a stupid beer commercial. The service is Johnny-on-the-spot, the food (old standbys like burgers and wings) is greasy-good, and the vibe is friendly, not pretentious.

Bikiniís fits in somewhere between a Hooters and a Coyote Ugly. And, yes, the help at Bikiniís is equally good-looking. Yet unlike at those two chain establishments, where servers are required to keep a certain distance from male customers, the women of Bikiniís arenít as encumbered by Big Brother. They also donít have to wear pantyhose and silly orange granny shorts. Cowboy boots with denim mini-skirts is more like it.

ďThe waitresses every once in a while will dance onstage, but then we have other girls who dance in bikinis and different outfits,Ē said Bikiniís manager, the mononymic Billy. ďTheyíll have clothes on. ... Itís not a topless bar, but our girls might give you a table dance.Ē

Which brings up an interesting question: Since sexual arousal and elation over victory on the gridiron/hardwood/ice share pretty much the same real estate in the average dudeís cerebral pleasure center, is Bikiniís taking a chance by squeezing the two emotions together even further? I mean, when his favorite team loses, one meathead I know ó letís call him Anthony Mariani ó doesnít want to speak to or see anybody. When his beloved Steelers win, he actually develops what in some countries passes as a personality. The moral of the story: Hereís hoping that the Cowboys, Mavericks, and Stars have great seasons this year. How well our winter-sport home teams do may determine whether Bikiniís is around for baseball season ó and the hotter weather thatís sure to bring out the bad girl in every Bikiniís server. (Fingers: crossed.)

The news gets even better: Bikiniís expects to have its TABC paperwork completed by late December, so until then, the beer is essentially free. (Thereís a $5-10 cover charge at the door.) Even better: Starting next weekend, Bikiniís will serve late-night munchies ítil 4am on Fridays and Saturdays.

Just when you thought Fort Worthís nightlife was behind the curve, along comes the future of sports bars encapsulated in one place.

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When the setting for your art exhibit is essentially a work of art itself, you gotta have some gonads. On Monday, recovering corporate-minion-by-day Justin Bryant is having an opening at Popís Safari Cigars & Fine Wines for mixed-media pieces of his that will hang there for some time. The Cultural District joint could have been decorated by Hem himself. The timing, during the season of giving, is right for Bryant. ďThe whole thingís like me saying, ĎHey, I want to throw an art show because, fuck it, I can do it,íĒ he said. ďYes, the paintings will be for sale, but whatever I donít sell, Iíll probably just give away.Ē Local pianist/vocalist Sara Donaldson will perform. The party for Bryantís Black and White Colors in Christmas goes from 6 ítil 10pm.


In last weekís column, Last Call misidentified the owner of Rick OíSheaís. Itís Rick Couch. Last Call regrets the error.

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