Bluemist hookah lounge at 2166 Westchester Avenue, Bronx, New York.

Where do I begin... First the place was super small. It was the equivalent to a house party in a hallway. The music was blasting a chaotic mess. I don't know who is the person in charge of sound, but they need to fire them immediately. I say this because the sound system was constantly cutting off at random times. The DJ was horrible. I mean the tracks did not flow or transition at all. The music selection was disgusting some random hot mess trap house music songs I've never heard before and would never like to hear again. The vulgarity was through the roof rapping about fellacio. The menu did not list alcoholic beverages of any kind which was weird to me because half way through my one hour in the place, a worker comes over and begins to tell me they have alcohol as if it was a hidden undercover thing... The food had a nasty smell, almost like under arm funk. I ordered the sampler which was some fries, nuggets, wings, and mozzarella sticks. Everything but the nuggets smelled like the funk of armpit. The nuggets actually tasted really good and had to be 100% white meat. This was the highlight of the night. My wife was completely disgusted with the place from start to finish. The hookah tasted nothing like mango or pineapples mind you I purposely ordered the $35 supposedly extra strong mango hookah with added $10 pineapple to avoid a bad experience and still had one. The hookah tasted nasty also it was beginning to lose its full pull at around 25 minutes... smh the night just kept getting worse because here's the kicker. I asked for the bill and mind you I made sure they accepted debit before ordering anything. The worker told me yes they take debit but hey when my bill comes I'm told I have to walk next door to the chicken spot to use an ATM thus looking like a fool and leaving my wife uncomfortable and alone. I withdrew $100, paid my bill and told the dude to keep the change. I ordered an Uber and spent the rest of the night feeling ashamed of the Bronx night life. This place is a hole in the wall rinky dink mess with little to write home about. A waste of $100 and time.