Buffalo

Perhaps it was just a bad night (Sunday)but I was not at all impressed on a recent visit. The bartender was not friendly. He did not even bother to tell us about the beer bust until we had already ordered our first round. There were just a few people in the bar and no one was especially friendly. It was cool to see the memorabilia that they have around the place. everything was covered in smoke residue, unfortunately. I guess that I am spoiled to live in a city that is somke-free. Anyway, this place might be ok on the right night. I have visited it before and it was much better than the last time.

One of my favorite late night spots to hangout in Vegas. Good drinks, various types of men, lots of room and eye candy, gambling if you want it, music can be so-so and a great place to play pool. Only thing this place needs is a dance floor option, otherwise a nice place to start your night.

the buffalo is a low key bar-jeans and tshirts. the drinks are resonably priced compared to other bars around.contrary to some posts here the bartenders i always see - george and karl are terrific.it gets a good mix of tourists and locals but it never gets packed.start here, go to eight across the road,back to buffalo and you will usually have a good night.

I'll have to agree with some of the other reviews. The bartenders are rude. I used to go quite a bit, but quit going because of the bartenders. About half of the clientele is nice, and the other half has a major attitude about how great they think they are. The bars in Vegas are pretty bad. This one has the potential to be really good. To bad the bartenders ruin it.

I have been going to the Buffalo for about 20 years. Some times only a few times a year and more recently weekly. I went to High School and College in Reno, NV and the Buffalo was the first gay bar I went to in 1988. When I relocated to Las Vegas a few years ago, the Buffalo was the first bar I took my partner to for a celebration drink. Over the years, I have made an effort to get to know the bartenders, always saying hello and being friendly. I remember a few of them working at the Buffalo for decades, and it is always great to see a friendly face. My partner speaks several languages and has enjoyed tossing German phrases back and forth with one of the bartenders. More recently, I have gone to the Buffalo for the Smoke-Out, Hairy Bear contests and random afternoons and nights when I just wanted to hang-out with my friends and play some pool. I was even there Monday (May 4, 2009) at 5:00pm when one of the bartenders was conversing with a French customer�we also started tossing around our French and made new friends. Last night was my Birthday and after a great dinner my partner decided to take me to the Buffalo for a drink. When the bartender took my drink order I mentioned that I was at the Buffalo when he was speaking to the French guy. He got real mad at me, saying that it was not him. He ripped out his wallet and shoved his ID me. Saying �I�m George, NOT Carl�.I�m George NOT Carl. My friend thought he was kidding because they have similarities, style of dress etc. He also thought that he was the bartender who could speak other languages. This got him really mad and he did the same thing to him�pulling out his wallet and yelling, walking away and rolling his eyes at us to other guests a the bar, saying things about us under his breath. I tried to cover up the mistake by saying that I have come to the Buffalo for 20 years, and know that they are two different bartenders. He responded by yelling back at me from the cash register �IF you have been coming here for 20 years how come you don�t know me!� Embarrassed and angry�we put our drinks on the bar and walked out of the Buffalo. I will never go back. Most of us locals who choose to go and spend a little money at local businesses are in the hospitality industry and bust our asses taking care of our customers. Business is slow, the economy is tanking and the gay businesses in Las Vegas are suffering, and closing. The bar had eight people in it, and I got my ass chewed out by the bartender, who doesn�t even recognize me after 20 years? Good luck Buffalo~