Mamajuana And Lounge - Lilburn

Went on a Friday night. It was fun! Good atmosphere, no cover. We just had some juices. I had a salad (they forgot my dressing, didn't figure it was worth mentioning). My wife had a mofongo, which she really liked. Music was pretty good, kinda heavy on the reggaeton malcriado, but most of the folks didn't seem to mind. Being a Friday night, it got pretty crowded. When we got there at like 10 or something it was pretty dead, but that changed, and soon there was little room to dance during the more popular songs. I would go back, though! Service: Dine in Meal type: Other Price per person: $1–10 Food: 4 Service: 4 Atmosphere: 4 Recommended dishes: Mofongo

The service is horrible. I would have not left a tip but it was added to the overall total. The food on the other hand was good!... Service: Dine in Price per person: $50–100 Food: 5 Service: 1 Atmosphere: 3

It's a plaza restaurant/club. You can come in during the day and eat like it's a regular restaurant. Nice staff and decent food. Service: Dine in Meal type: Lunch Price per person: $10–20 Food: 5 Service: 5 Atmosphere: 3 Recommended dishes: Fajitas, Pollo

Service: Dine in Meal type: Dinner Food: 4 Service: 4 Atmosphere: 4 Recommended dishes: Pollo, Stewed Chicken

Ah, behold my unforgettable escapade at Mamajuana Restaurant and Lounge: Prepare to be dazzled, my friends, for this place is the ultimate shape-shifter. By day, it 's your regular restaurant, but when the moon rises, it morphs into a club-like lounge. Oh, and don 't forget to bring your wallet, because it 's a masterclass in modern extortion! They kindly ask for a cool $10 just to set foot inside. It 's like they have a sixth sense about how much money you 're about to drop on food and drinks, and they want their cut upfront. Let 's not forget the DJ – a true maestro of cacophony. The guy just couldn 't resist the siren call of singing over the music. Who needs a professional DJ, right? He sounded retarded. Now, let me share my restroom revelation. The men 's room was a pristine paradise, almost like it had just been beamed in from another dimension. And there 's this guardian troll by the sink. He 's got a little plate with a few dollar bills, because of course, he 's there to ensure you 're super clean. He 'll turn on the faucet, dispense soap like a pro, and even hand you a napkin, as if you 're a helpless child who 's never washed their hands before. Why? Who knows, but he 's there, occupying space like a pro. And if you 're hoping to bust a move, well, don 't bother dusting off those dancing shoes. There 's no designated dance floor here, just a ring of tables like a medieval jousting arena. Good luck trying to dance with people packed so closely together. Now, for the pièce de résistance of their extortion escapade. I strolled up to the bar, looking for some H2O salvation. The lady behind the counter hit me with a curveball, saying, We only sell water bottles for $3 bucks. I was ready to throw in the towel when suddenly, she had a change of heart. Hold on a minute, she said, as if she 'd just cracked the Da Vinci Code. She hands me a hefty glass of water, complete with ice, right before my eyes. I grinned and muttered my thanks. Could it have been the magic of my patriotic shirt that saved me? Or perhaps they sensed my thirst for justice? We 'll never know. Now, for transparency 's sake, let me clarify the culinary experience. As for the food, well, I ordered a single dish, which isn 't nearly enough to judge the entire culinary scene. Our table consisted of a tantalizing array of heavy liquors, including champagne, and a few beers. But one thing 's for sure – when you step into Mamajuana, be prepared for a rollercoaster of surprises, with a dash of extortion to keep things interesting. Cheers to Mamajuana, where dining out is an adventure in itself! Service: 2 Atmosphere: 1