Azúcar® — a Latino bar, restaurant, and live venue at Out & About. Honest food, loud music, and a dancefloor that's open to every body.
Answer the call »A Latino bar, restaurant, and live venue. Built by the community, for the community — a table that's loud, a kitchen that's honest, and a dancefloor with the door wide open.
Our story »Move, belong, shine — there's a reason for everyone who walks through the door.
Hands up, feet loose. The floor is the whole point.
Find your people. Lean in. Stay a while.
The stage holds whoever's brave enough to stand on it.
What's the move — tonight, this weekend, or worth planning for? Hover or tap any name to see the night; exact dates live in This Week.
The big nights. Who's up changes week to week — these headline on rotation. Pull up This Week to see who's on.
A few times a year. Rare, loud, worth planning for.
Plus periodic one-offs — Lollipop Raves, Cabana Base Raves, and more. Follow along to catch them as they drop.
The next generation of Tri-Cities drag — grown on our stage. Meet the roster, and find out how first-timers take their first walk.
One door, five rooms, one patio. Depending on the night, some or all of them are running — and the patio's always open. Move where the music takes you.
LED everywhere, heavy bass, the biggest crowd. Reggaetón, perreo, dembow — the gravity of the night.
Warmer light, smaller floor, intimate. Banda, cumbia, regional. The boots come out.
Lasers, low light — the corridor between rooms. Where everybody finds each other (or kisses goodbye).
1,000 sq ft of bar, full bottle service. Where the night starts and ends — even on a Wednesday.
Open air, smoke breaks, late-night conversations under heaters. Always running, whatever's happening inside.
For the dancers, the queens, and the ones who sing along.
Five rooms and a patio, a cabaret stage, a sound system rebuilt for bass that lives in the chest, and a kitchen serving Latino late-night plates until close.
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The heartbeat of the crew and the whole night. Makes the best cocktails in the building, then trains everyone else to make them too. Gatekeeps nothing, runs everything. Mother is mothering.
His Latino-inspired cocktails start sweet, then the heat hits different. Yes, we're still talking about the drinks. Honestly… debatable.
Pours like a pro, moves like a menace. The booty shake behind the bar is not in the job description — he does it anyway. Focus on your order. You won't.
Day-one familia, certified real one. She holds the floor down and your secrets too — what happens in her section stays in her section. The drinks are the only thing you pay for.
Sweet as horchata, face card never declines. You've probably seen her on your FYP — now she's taking your order IRL. Try to act normal. Nobody does.
First face you see at the door — 10/10 first impression, no notes. He's got all our backs, and now yours too. You're safe here. Like, aggressively safe. The hat stays on.
House, electrónica, Latino, rancheras — the range is honestly unfair. The decks are hers, the floor is yours. Asking for the aux? Bold. No.