Rhonda's Place

A pasties bar with black-tinted windows decorated with white "mud flap girl" silhouettes, Rhonda's Place stands like a burnt-out Christmas-tree light at the end of a string of north-county strip malls on Page Avenue west of I-170. With its roster of dancers who appear to be a ways into their retirement from late-night Cinemax, Rhonda's might not be buck-wild or glitzy like the strip palaces on the east side, but it has the character those places lack. And how. At Rhonda's the dancers provide their own soundtrack via a digital jukebox on the stage. A bucket of Bud bottles sets you back $13 and the word "action" takes on a whole new meaning at the joint's three pool tables.