Last week, I stopped by the Shark Club pre-hockey game for a few drinks with friends. I hadn’t visited this bar for years - probably not since 2004 - and I have to say that I never really enjoyed myself there. This time around, I had my doubts but on our approach up to the doors, I locked eyes with a very hot guy. He was even so bold as to say “I saw you smile at me”, then he complimented my smile. Sold. I was hooked.

Entering the Shark Club was like walking into a meat market. There were men everywhere and they weren’t afraid to check out every single girl walking through those doors. You could feel the testosterone in the room and wading through it was intoxicating.

We instantly went to the bar to grab drinks and I was pleasantly surprised to find that the prices were 2001 prices. Not much of a wine list, but $6.00 for a glass is hard to come by in this town, so I’ll let it slide. We found our group and settled in the middle of room, great location to check out our surroundings. I think the crowd was predominantly from the outer suburbs just in town for the game. They were easy to pick out. Suburbian men are oddly bigger more rugged than city boys. Plus, they brazenly looked at you and smiled. Very approachable. Sadly, men in the city are far more reserved. We managed to motion over a hot guy we had had our eyes on… we certainly know how to pick them… this one had a french accent. Finally, we picked correctly! Montreal, not France. I’m ok with that. He was very sweet and didn’t speak English very well. It was refreshing talking to someone from outside of Vancouver.

As the crowd dwindled and everyone moved on to the game, we debated whether we should stay for some food. After a quick glance at the menu, nothing sounded good, so we decided to move on. There just weren’t enough choices in the appetizer list - nothing we wanted to share.

All in all, I was impressed with the Shark Club and will likely head there again pre-Canucks game.

Shark Club Bar & Grill
180 West Georgia Street