Maten's, an entertainment center featuring billiards, shuffleboard, and foosball, is coming soon to 7500 Old Georgetown Road at the Bethesda Metro Center. Founder Aaron Lippman calls the concept an "out of home entertainment" venue, and - as described on the signage posted at its future location, a "third place." Maten's, named after Lippman's great grandfather Al Maten, will also feature lounges and offer beverages for sale. Entry to the 4000-square-foot venue will come by a one-time fee of around $15, or via a monthly membership Lippman is currently pricing out in the $35-a-month range for unlimited access.
19 comments:
Looks good! Glad to see something opening besides a retail bank branch.
Is this in the old food court that has been vacant nearly two decades?
Nothing moribund about this. Looking forward to it. Hope they do well.
Old retired folks really like shuffleboard!
KID Museum has been in the food court space for many years.
A monthly membership is an interesting idea. Being located near the Metro could make it a nice place to stop off and relax before heading home.
I hope they do well. Looks like fun!
Don't knock shuffleboard!
Sounds promising but I'd like to see barbershop, laundry drop-off, darts, etc. too!
No. KID Museum has been in the food court space for many years.
I think this place should do really well assuming that people stop by there on the way home from work after getting off the Metro. It's a convenient place to unwind before heading home. I wish them the best and hope it all works out!
There's a barber right next door! Right next to &pizza. They're good people in there.
That's cool. I would love an arcade type place here.
SHOTS FIRED! SHOTS FIRED!
This is great! I'd love it if they would find room for a ping-pong table!
SHOTS FIRED! SHOTS FIRED! SHOTS FIRED! Oh wait, that's Westbard my bad.
Interesting! Like a 'Boy's Club' sort of thing? Certainly open to females, certainly but will this also draw BCC kids? Is the monthly fee meant to discourage that? No spontaneous and unruly groups like such is the new fad? What kinda 'beverages?'
A pool table, don't you understand?
Friend, either you're closing your eyes to a situation you do not wish to acknowledge
Or you are not aware of the caliber of disaster
Indicated by the presence of a pool table in your community
Well, ya got trouble my friend
Right here I say, trouble right in Downtown Bethesda why sure, I'm a billiard player
Certainly, mighty proud I say, I'm always mighty proud to say it
I consider that the hours I spend with a cue in my hand are golden
Help you cultivate horse sense and a cool head and a keen eye
Did you ever take and try to find and iron-clad leave for yourself
From a three-rail billiard shot?
But just as I say it takes judgement, brains and maturity to score
In a balkline game, I say that any boob
Can take and shove a ball in a pocket
And I call that sloth the first big step on the road to the depths of deg-ra-day
I say, first, medicinal wine from a teaspoon, then beer from a bottle
And the next thing you know your son is playing for money in a pinch-back suit
And listenin' to some big outta town jasper, hearin' him tell about horse race gamblin'
Not a wholesome trottin' race, no, but a race where they set down right on the horse
Like to see some stuck-up jockey boy, settin' on Dan Patch? Make your blood boil
Well I should say
Now friends, let me tell you what I mean
You got 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 pockets in a table
Pockets that mark the difference between a gentleman and a bum
With a capital "B" and that rhymes with "P" and that stands for pool
And all week long your Downtown Bethesda youth'll be fritterin' away
I say, your young men will be fritterin'
Fritterin' away their noontime, suppertime, choretime too
Get the ball in the pocket, never mind gettin' dandelions pulled
Or the screen door patched or the beef steak pounded
Never mind pumpin' any water, 'til your parents are caught with the cistern empty
On a Saturday night and that's trouble
Yes, you got lots and lots of trouble, I'm thinkin' of the kids in the knickerbockers
Shirt-tail young ones, peekin' in the pool hall window after school
You got trouble, folks, right here in Downtown Bethesda, trouble with a capital "T"
And that rhymes with "P" and that stands for pool
Now I know all you folks are the right kind of parents
I'm gonna be perfectly frank
Would you like to know what kinda conversation goes on while they're loafing around that hall?
They be tryin' out Bevo, tryin' out cubebs
Tryin' out Tailor Mades like cigarette fiends
And braggin' all about how they're gonna cover up a tell-tale breath with Sen-Sen
One fine night, they leave the pool hall
Heading for the dance at the Arm'ry
Libertine men and scarlet women, and ragtime, shameless music
That'll grab your son, your daughter with the arms of a jungle, animal instinct
Mass-staria
Friends, the idle brain is the devil's playground
Trouble (oh, we got trouble)
Right here in Downtown Bethesda (right here in Downtown Bethesda)
With a capital "T" and that rhymes with "P" and that stands for pool (that stands for pool)
We've surely got trouble (we've surely got trouble)
Right here in Downtown Bethesda (right here)
Gotta figure out a way to keep the young ones moral after school
(Our children's children gonna have trouble, trouble, trouble, trouble)
Mothers of River City, heed that warning before it's too late
Watch for the tell-tale signs of corruption
The minute your son leaves the house
Does he re-buckle his knickerbockers below the knee?
Is there a nicotine stain on his index finger?
A dime novel hidden in the corn crib?
Is he starting to memorise jokes from Cap'n Billy's Whiz Bang?
Are certain words creeping into his conversation
Words like, like "swell"? (Trouble, trouble, trouble)
And so's your old man? (Trouble, trouble, trouble)
Well if so, my friends, you got trouble (oh we got trouble)
Right here in Downtown Bethesda (right here in Downtown Bethesda)
With a capital "T" and that rhymes with "P" and that stands for pool (that stands for pool)
We've surely got trouble (we've surely got trouble)
Right here in Downtown Bethesda (right here)
Remember the Maine, Plymouth Rock and the Golden Rule
(Our children's children gonna have trouble, trouble, trouble, trouble)
Oh, we got trouble, we're in terrible, terrible trouble
That game with the fifteen numbered balls is a devil's tool (devil's tool)
Oh, yes we got trouble, trouble, trouble
(Oh yes we got trouble here, we got big, big trouble)
With a "T" (with a capital "T")
Gotta rhyme it with "P" (gotta rhyme with "P")
And that stands for pool (that stands for pool)
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