352 Club

The owner Alberto is friendly and attentive. They anticipated your needs. The atmosphere is upscale and caters to the grown and sexy. spot!

I used to hang out at this place years ago. They had a female bartender named Renee and some white dude named Tom. They knew how to mix a drink. No skimping. Since then they seem to hire only dregs. People that have to look up how to make a long island ice tea or adiós motherfucker. What’s that about? It went from being the place to be to being the place to avoid.

Beware !!!
Pay in cash only.
Last week I was in Hawthorne visiting an old friend. we decided to throw back a couple drinks at this place. I rang up a $ 22 charge and put it on my charge card. I left $ 5 on the bar for a tip and thought all was well. The next day, I noticed a 2^nd charge for the same bar for $ 10, hours after we had left. I have the receipt for the original $ 22. Have no idea where the $ 10 charge came from.

I recently moved into the area and was beyond excited to find a bar just down the street. Like. You have no idea.
The thought of walking to and from here drunk during the weekends raced through my mind.
My first visit wasn’t too spectacular. The place was full of what looked like locals. The bartender was nice but there was some other lady dressed in normal street clothes that was either the owner/​co worker/​friend that kept walking behind the bar. It just felt sketchy.
I came here a second time thinking maybe the first night was an off night. Got here and the place wasn’t empty. But it wasn’t full.
So I sat at the bar and waited. I waited maybe a good 5 minutes for a bartender to help me.
See. The thing was. No one was behind the bar. At all. I kept peeking over the bar hoping whoever the bartender was that they’d at least walk over and ask what I’d be having.
I walked out. I dunno. Maybe I’ll give this place one more shot but fool me once. Shame on… Shame on you? Fool me twice… I won’t be fooled again. God I miss George Bush and his stupid ways.

I went in here over the weekend during the day. It was so laid back and casual. It was like walking into a friend’s living room. Everyone was really nice, both patrons and bartender. The bartender was super hospitable. He gave me a free beer and hot dog. It’s such a low key place, no drama. I really enjoyed the place, the atmosphere and the vibe of the people.

I have to admit I haven’t been to the 352 Club in many many years but it is apart of my history I guess you could say. My family, aunts, uncles, cousins and even my dad hung out here. My mom wasn’t a drinker but unfortunately my dad was. When I was born 56 years ago you guessed it my dad was at the 352 club getting drunk. I so happened to be born at exactly 3:52 am and the next day my mom got a hugh bouquet of flowers and the card read «Congratulations from the 352 Club!» My poor mom was completely embarrassed. For many years I was referred to as the «352 baby!»

Deep in the recesses of my fuzzy memories of the 1990’s was a visit or two to this bar with numbers in its name, umm, 321? 356?
With a small amount of perseverance, I found this dive bar gem called «352» in Hawthorne off 135^th.
Totally old-​school set up which I loved. Plenty of room around «one» of the pool tables to move around. ;) Was right next to the jukebox, me like.
Lots of brown wood décor, sloped angled ceilings. A loooong bar extending through the place.
Bathroom was neat and clean (yes, really; I was surprised too)
Great bartender with plenty of personality. She was a hoot. Genuinely happy at her job versus say, umm, a bored blonde 20 something year-​old just looking to up your check. I appreciate service without the overt arm-​twist. This gal totally gets a return visit.
If you just happen to be in the area from 12−4p, you can enjoy $ 2 domestic beers. WHAT? That’s right «two bucks»
Middle of the day, getting a drink-​on?
Hey, we all work different schedules, no judgements. LOL.