This is not the original site, which burned down in the '30's, but it is nonetheless historic. We were the first to arrive for the 12 noon show. While waiting outside, a lady pulled up and was about to park beside the building. She had an almost flat tire and we warned her about it. She drove across the street to the gas station to fill it with air. Then the Cotton Club opened and we were invited in. We were warmly greeted by a big friendly teddy-bear of a man and given the best table for two in the house. The lady server brought ice water and drinks, told us the buffet would be ready shortly and brought us a souvenir history about the Cotton Club, which was most interesting. Soon the place began filling up. We were invited to partake of the all-you-can-eat buffet - a large collection of chiefly southern soul food -wonderously delectable: A huge mound of fried chicken, a sinfully creamy egg dish that tasted HEAVENLY!!!, southern grits (also sinfully creamy), sweet potatoes to die for, ribs and a ton of other goodies - including several salads. After an hour of indulging, a platter of desserts was brought to your table for you to choose from. The chocolate mousse cake was moist and yummy!! The 4-piece band & two lady back-up singers were introduced. Then the lead singer, and guess who she was? You've got it - the lady with the tire trouble. She personally thanked us for our concern, and sang gospel songs like an enthusiastic Cotton Club jazz angel - it was magnificent!! (The whole group was great!) Soon we were all standing and waving our napkins to ""He's Got the Whole World in His Hands"" or some such song we all knew well. It was fun, filling, and FULfilling!!! And the ""teddy bear"" turned out to be Mr. John Beatty, owner for 30 years of the Cotton Club. A truly warm and generous African-American who presented my husband with a Cotton Club key chain upon hearing this was a birthday trip for him and our first trip to New York City.
Pros: Everything - great experience!
Cons: Bathroom is downstairs.