The Hawk

Barfalicious

by reading these reviews, you can easily tell who's real and who's a marginal member of society. men who like the hawk are fringe at best. here's the low down. the hawk is a bar in the west edge of cleveland, near the lakewood line. its a run down, petri dish of human filth. i went there with a friend tonite (saturday nite) hoping for a hook up or fun or whatever. as it turns out, the place was a total dive and gross in the fullest sense of the word. the customers ranged from fat ugly trolls to super skinny dudes who looked like they hadnt eaten or bathed in weeks. to make it all the worse, this loud gross fat man, who told us his name was damon, would not leave us alone and bragged about some horrible songs he claimed he played on the jukebox. yeah, thats a nite at the hawk. we left cocktails for this! after putting up with this fat black terd for way too long, we headed off to twist and had a quieter but much more normal time. skip the hawk! it truly is where old gay men go to prepare for death.

Where you hope you don't end up when you're older

two types of guys go to the hawk. those who have given up and those drunk and horny. go early and its so creepy, unwashed, and stale that you feel itchy when you sit down. half the bar stools are broken, the bathroom reeks of who knows what and is never clean, dust hangs in strands from the ceiling, skeezy types camp out for hours at a time. disco and rap (?!) blast from the jukebox and at night they leave the door open so you freeze. wonder why it gets low reviews. bob is the good thing about the place.

Best Bar That Is Not In my home city of New Orleans

I look forward to leaving New Orleans for Cleveland, and having friendly Ohio folks greet me as though I am at home in Louisiana.

Hygiene Optional

I have traveled and seen a lot of places but this place is one of the worst. Run down and beat up. Looks like where all the locals who never had a chance to hook-up wind up at the end of the night.

Not the bar I remember

When I was younger and just coming out, I went to the Hawk regularly. The place today is something I barely recognize. The men are a gross mix of fugly chubs and effeminate persons. Not my cup of tea. Weekends draw some young guys, but weekdays are strictly for the gross and old set. A few cute guys but most were plain sick on my last visit. And I mean my last visit! A crazy drunk white guy kept eyeing me and muttering something under his breath every time he passed by. Nice. Ugh. A fat black guy who looked like a roly poly cartoon character talked at the top of his lungs and trash talked about so many people that I just couldn't take it any longer. I left my seat at the bar but the table were either taken or covered with dirt and residue of who knows what. Not that the bartenders clean them. I was grossed out and left. Left for good. Avoid this place if you have sense,.